One of my guilty pleasures is collecting Victorian and Edwardian images of Father Christmas. I hope you might agree that this is one of the loveliest and most magical. Merry Christmas from all of us here at Classic Style!
-- Heinz-Ulrich, The Grand Duchess, and The Young Master
The first of two photographs today, taken just after the school bus departed at about 8:35am. Afrigid
day here at Totleigh-in-the-Wold. Perfect weather for the pajama day
they have decided to have today at our son's elementary school! I kid you
not. Now, I like the teachers and administration at our son's school. They have been most helpful, accommodating, and inclusive where our son is concerned during the last year. But you can't help but wonder when messages are emailed/sent home about stuff like this. And let's just forget for a moment that the very idea of pajama day runs counter to what I consider the dictates of good taste. Sigh. In any case, the weather is just how we like it in our neck o the
wood. Cold, snowy, Norwegian sweater weather. Come to think of it,
I'll wear one for my 2pm meeting on campus later this afternoon.
the second. The snow is so cold that it squeaks underfoot. Our high
for today is predicted to be 18 …
My maternal grandfather, Dave, as a young paratrooper. 'Granddaddy' was originally an anti-aircraft gunner in a Pennsylvania German battery that guarded the Dutch refineries on Curacao in the Caribbean for a while. I believe this photograph was taken shortly after he had completed jumpschool at Fort Benning, Georgia before shipping out for Great Britain sometime in 1944 and later France. A soft-spoken and gentlemanly soul, he actually volunteered for both paratrooper and glider training! Amazingly, he lived to tell the tale.
My late grandmother, Vivian, or 'Granny' as my sister, cousins, and I called her. I believe this photograph was taken around about the same time as my grandfather's above. The two photographs were always displayed together in a hinged frame that I finally replaced a few years ago, so we could hang the two photographs on the wall more easily.
My grandfather's parents, Myrtle and Tom, or 'Mother and Daddy Stokes' as everyone alway…
Mind your manners (table and otherwise) this holiday seasons, gents! The holiday season is once more upon us, and with it the annual lead-up the rather frenetic Christmas and New Year's period. While I
naturally hope that regular and occasional visitors to Classic Style will
have to good graces NOT to show up to any special holiday dinners or
other events dressed in hoodies, sweatpants, sagging jeans, and
flip-flops or sneakers -- or, frankly, any other common attire of the sort -- this post is not about that.
Instead, it's a yearly reminder to average guys everywhere to remember
and practice polite table manners. Not just on special occasions
either, but everyday. With that idea in mind, here is a reprise of a
post from November of 2012 (with a few small recent edits by yours
truly), which presents all kinds of useful tabletop information, most of which
used to be common knowledge. At least in my particular dimension.
Sadly, however, that very knowledge …