So Rolo decided to help with digging the new vegetable beds and dug out the compost bin too. But then he ran indoors with very muddy paws!!
Here’s Rolo’s radio interview…he follows on from Robbie Williams about 46mins into the podcast. You can hear the first couple of paragraphs of The Secret Adventures of Rolo being read with sound effects! No expense spared by the BBC!!
Well what a week it’s been!! Suddenly am famous. Am recognised in the street and cheered in schools. Suddenly my secret is out and everyone know’s I’m the rescued dog that has the ability to time travel and blog! Waiting for an improvement in my food now am earning my keep…perhaps the odd steak…but no..same old dog biscuits. I was told that one of my new fans dressed up as yours truly for World Book Day at school last Thursday – now that’s really cool!
Thought you might like to see my first selfie. The smiley lady told me I was holding the iphone too close but my paws only reach so far….what to do. Am thinking of starting a line of t-shirts with the slogan WWRD? What Would Rolo Do?….what do you think?!
I have been allowed into a couple of schools; Norwood in Eastleigh, Wingfield nr Trowbridge and today I heard my name being chanted all along the playground fence and some new fans queued up to greet me in Figheldean. I love the attention. I really enjoyed my book launch at St Peter’s redundant church in Marlborough (very fitting as it features in my book) and on Saturday 15th March you can meet me in Devizes Books between 1000 and 1200 and the following Saturday 22nd at Faux Arts in Pewsey – there you can even paint me apparently!! Do bring me a doggy biscuit but don’t let the smiley lady see…she thinks am getting a bit porky. Well I only walk as far as YOU smiley lady….now the weather’s improving there really is no excuse!
Oh, nearly forgot to mention; was on BBC Radio Wiltshire on Tuesday afternoon…someone read the beginning of The secret Adventures of Rolo and added sound effects. Awesome!!
Had a shock when I went up the alleyway to my field – someone’s cut both hedges right down to their stumps. When the smiley lady saw the heavy duty gardening equipment arrive earlier in the day she told the men to mind the blackbirds and robins – well their hedges have GONE though I presume they will grow back now the new fences have been erected. The smiley lady was most distraught. Presumably the birds have found new homes, before they started laying their eggs….
All for now – this famous pup needs his beauty sleep….
I have an obsession with Richard III. Always have done. Something about him being vilified by the Tudors (Shakespeare); having done great things in the North; not murdering the princes in the tower (I highly recommend Josephine Tey’s The Daughter of Time); being the last true English king and indeed the last English king to ride into battle. Despite being a graduate of Leicester University I truly believe he should be returned to York as was his desire and buried with all the pomp and ceremony of an English king. If the Queen put her fourpenceworth in it would be fitting to bury him in Westminster Abbey…but York is his chosen resting place. They are deciding his outcome today; meanwhile his bones lie in a filing cabinet in a secret room in Leicester University.
Some people might be wondering why there is such a fuss about where King Richard lll is buried, anyone who takes the trouble to read about him [I do not mean Shakespeare's play!] might get to have an inkling of the passion that ensues. It is the Judicial Review tomorrow and I thought it worth posting this again from Dr. A.J.Hibbard:
”Why does Richard III still matter?
Initially I thought it was to remind us to the point that we know it in our very bones that history is written by the victors. Richard’s story has to be one of the most extreme examples of that phenomenon known. It began with the obscuring, if not quite complete obliteration, of his reign by that master propagandist Henry Tudor; by backdating his own reign to the day before the Battle of Bosworth, Henry transformed into traitors an anointed king whose right to the throne had been affirmed by parliament, as well as his sworn followers. It continued through chronicle writers eager to stay on the good side of the “Winter King,” through Thomas More’s humanistic writing never published in his lifetime but taken up by Hall & Hollinshed; it culminated in Shakespeare’s cartoon Richard. And continues since most actors who play Richard III seem to compete to see how grotesque they can make him.
But lately I’ve been thinking that there’s something else going on here, more profound than reminding us to be wary of what we think history tells us. All over the internet are signs that Richard still stirs strong passions in the hearts of some modern people. For some it’s as if “Richard liveth yet,” to quote one correspondent’s signature. Richard represents something fundamental to which it is easy to give allegiance. And this has been going on for a very long time. After Bosworth, the York city council registered in their official records “that King Richard, late mercifully reigning upon us, was, through great treason… piteously slain and murdered, to the great heaviness of this City.” Francis Bacon wrote in 1622 that “… the memory of King Richard was so strong, that it lay like lees in the bottom of men’s hearts; and if the vessel was but stirred it would come up.” Why should a young man dead for more than 500 years and who had one of the shortest reigns on record still stir the sort of emotion to be seen in the Perry Miniatures model? This shows King Richard on his white horse, like a latter-day King Arthur summoned from his legendary sleep, bursting through the car park tarmac next to a handicapped parking sign.
In the opposing corner, why do some people feel compelled to continue to vilify Richard, painting anyone who regards him in a positive light as hagiographers? Historian A Pollard’s comment in the course of the video “The King in the Car Park” that he believed the “princes” were dead by the end of the summer of 1483, gives us a clue – he said “that’s what I would have done.” This is reminiscent of a comment of Jeremy Potter’s in his Good King Richard? “…Tell me what you think of Richard III and I will tell you what you are.” We see Richard through the lenses of our own personalities. Prof H G Hanbury would recognize the Richard I see – a man he described as “a singularly thoughtful and enlightened legislator, who brought to his task a profound knowledge of the nature of contemporary problems, and an enthusiastic determination to solve them in the best possible way, in the interests of every class of his subjects.”
As painful as it is for me personally to contemplate the betrayal that led to Richard’s death at Bosworth, with the discovery of his skeleton, I can now accept it as perhaps the lesser evil for him, because scoliosis, although it seems had not yet had a significant impact on his life, very well might have led to increasing pain and disability as Richard aged. No doubt, however, if he had survived, Richard would have continued to press for the rule of law and its equal application to all, even in the face of those who, like Henry Tudor, and Thomas, Lord Stanley, believed, it seems, that they were entitled to whatever they could seize by whatever means. Indeed, we face this same struggle today, perhaps more pervasively than ever. At least Richard left us a vision of what may be done, in his record as Lord of the North, and in his single parliament which has been characterized as the most liberal on record. This I think is the true meaning of Richard’s resurrection at this time.”
At 8 o’clock this morning, the letter box rattled and suddenly the books were here!!
The Secret Adventures of Rolo Book 1 Athelstan and the Time Tunnel is now available by post directly from http://www.debievans.com and will be officially launched on Saturday 8th March at St Peter’s redundant church, Marlborough High Street from 1000-1200 and in Woodborough opposite the Garden Centre from 2-4pm. Rolo will of course be in attendance and giving paw prints!
Today we went for a romp on the gallops just off the Beckhampton roundabout. I met 3 lively bichon frise little white teddy bears and had a marvellous hour play session whilst our people chatted. We’ve learnt a new circular walk and had a wonderfully windswept hour.
Oh yes and my book The Secret Adventures of Rolo is being delivered in the next day or so! Am poised to become a v famous rescued dog but won’t let it go to my head. Promise.