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The Day Continues…

We had avocado on sourdough toast for lunch. Julia had eggs on hers. Ugh!

Then we had a text. Julia’s sister has just been released from hospital after having her appendix out. In Monday, operated Tuesday, out Wednesday. Until she let us know she was coming out we didn’t know she was in.

Appendectomies were not common until 1902, but gained popularity after Edward VII had his appendix treated by a surgeon (though not, it seems, actually removed). This is why many cheap souvenir coronation medals bear the wrong date – it was scheduled for 26th June 1902 but had to be delayed until 9th August. Edward tried to ignore his worsening pain because he wanted the coronation to go ahead on schedule.

‘I must go to the Abbey’, he said, in a meeting about his health.

Sir Frederick Treves replied, ‘Then, Sire, you will go as a corpse.’

That’s the same Sir Frederick Treves who discovered the Elephant Man. Anthony Hopkins played Treves in the film, and actor Frederick Treves, great nephew of the surgeon, played another role.

This article tells a story close to the end (it’s a long article, I won’t blame you if you don’t read it). It seems that in 1993 a surgeon was operating on an elderly lady who had had her first surgery as a six-year-old in 1906 when she had her appendix out at home. Yes, at home. I’ll let you read the rest as it is quoted.

EMG will be 100 years old this month. She is both a friend and a former patient. I first met her as a friend in 1984, and in 1993 I found myself operating on her for gallstones. Laparoscopic surgery had arrived, and so I performed a laparoscopic cholecystectomy. Preoperatively, she mentioned that she had had her appendix removed as a child, and as a routine I asked her the name of the surgeon. ‘Treves—Frederick Treves’, she said.

An interesting link to history.

That’s why I love blogging – the money isn’t good but the trivia is exceptional.

Julia’s sister is fine, so don’t worry about me drifting off to talk about Edward VII. She’s currently at home and will shortly be getting flowers through the post – assuming the Royal Mail can get their act together. I’m running out of patience with them after my last few experiences.

The cat picture is included because I like cats and can’t be bothered to take new photographs. Honestly…

Edit: That last sentence was meant to read – The cat picture is included because I like cats and not because I can’t be bothered to take new photographs. Honestly…

However, I have to admit that this was probably a case of subconsciously telling the truth, and the first version is more accurate.

Coins, coins, coins, coins, coins…

I’ve been putting commemorative coins on eBay today. It’s quite relaxing, and efficient, if you can get into the right rhythm. Unfortunately, it seems to be an unwritten rule that as soon as I get into the swing of things someone has to ring me up to ask a question.

We are currently running at one third queries about gold, one third useful sales leads and one third stupid questions. This isn’t too bad as ratios go, as there have been times when it’s been 90% stupid questions.

The advantage of world unrest and an idiot in Downing Street is that fear is rising and the pound is falling. This means gold is going up (up about £20 an ounce in the last week). It’s steady rather than meteoric but it does mean people want to sell, whilst others are thinking of buying.

Edward VII Sovereign (Obverse)

Edward VII Sovereign (Obverse)

Since my haircut, which will be unveiled once I can find a suitably studious background for a selfie, I have a certain resemblance to Edward VII. The resemblance is that I’m fat, bald and bearded. He was fat, bald and bearded and the wastrel son of Queen Victoria.

For a finale I will leave you with a few photos of today’s coins. They aren’t as interesting as sovereigns, or as expensive, and most of all, they won’t be any use for buying groceries when we have a zombie meltdown.

 

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Cromer Pier

We manged to find a parking space within striking distance of the pier this time, though I decided not to go all the way down the ramp to the pier. Downhill walking isn’t good for bad knees – I know this from past experience. And then there would have been the problem of getting back up to the top.

I like Cromer, but I do think they could have built the pier in a more convenient place. Next to a car park, for instance. (This, if I’d known, was to become something of a motif over the next few days).

About 500 yards from the end of the pier a very strange shipwreck took place on 9th August 1888 when the paddle steamer Victoria  hit a church tower. Yes, that’s right, a ship sank after hitting a church tower. It actually wedged itself on the tower of the lost village of Shipden – originally lost to the sea in the late 13th century. Even then, it didn’t actually sink until they used dynamite to remove the tower and blew a hole in the bottom of the steamer.

That has little to do with the pier, but it’s such a great piece of trivia I felt you’d excuse me.

There have been a number of piers in Cromer. The first one known was mentioned in a document of 1390. Several have been destroyed – one by a storm and one by a ship. The current one was opened in 1902.

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Cromer Pier – a fine looking pier

It’s a fine looking pier, even from a distance, and a tribute to the owners (North Norfolk District Council) and the amount of work they have done to keep it up to standard. It’s recently been cut in half by a drifting barge (1993) and damaged by a storm surge in 2013.  Other people obviously like it too, it’s been Pier of the Year in 2000 and 2015.

It claims to be “One of only five UK seaside pier’s with a full working, flourishing theatre and home to the only end of pier show of it’s kind in the World!”.  I don’t want to get into an argument about it, as I don’t have any evidence one way or the other, or know what the definition of an end of the pier show is. I’m also suspicious about anything using the words “of it’s kind”.

Apart from the obvious problem of weasel words being used by a marketing team there’s the problem of apostrophe abuse. If they can get their apostrophes wrong, what else can you get wrong?

Even without the pier Cromer would be an interesting place. This is the Hotel de Paris. After photographing the pier all I needed to do was turn round and take this picture.

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Hotel de Paris – Cromer

It was originally opened in 1830 by Pierre le Françoise, who had come to England as a child when his family fled the revolution in France.  It was successful and several notable people stayed – including Edward VII and Oscar Wilde (though probably not together).

I looked it up on the Internet – prices seem quite reasonable. We may be back.