April 2010
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Juan Ponce de Leon His New and Revised Genealogy
Juan Ponce de Leon His New and Revised Genealogy
Many people are familiar with Juan Ponce de Leon and the mythos that surround him. But many do not know who the real man was.
Juan Ponce de Leon His new and Revised Genealogy is one of the most extensive and complete biographical works to date that reveals the many facets of Juan Ponce; his history, the politics of his day, his discoveries, his exploration and his failures.
The work also reveals who were the members of his immediate family, his legitimate and illegitimate wives, ancestors as well as his descendants; their accomplishments and their human shortcomings.
The author, John Browne Ayes has made some new and important discoveries via his research and transcription of original documents and reference materials that have been included in the book. The reader has been empowered to be able to read the contents of the original documents in two languages, English and Spanish. Most important is the actual copy of the contract that had been drawn between the king and Juan Ponce de Leon outlining what was expected and what time limit had been set to fulfill the binding clauses that set the stage for the exploration and discovery of Florida and its surrounding islands that were executed at Juan Ponce de Leon's own expense.
The book is a serious study of the genealogy of the explorer's ancestry, his immediate family members, legitimate and illegitimate wives and his descendants who also impacted the New World and wrote their own chapters within the pages of American and Spanish history. Many family trees have been mapped out via the original documentation and reference material and previous errors in the Ponce de Leon, de Ordaz, Sotomayor, de Nava and many other family genealogies have been corrected.
The history of Spain during the time of the Phoenician invasion, the invasion of the Visigoth as well as that of the Moors have been included so the reader can understand the mindset of the conquistador and their military experiences that shaped the conquest of the New World.
The book is presently in its final stages of formatting before publication.
Its size: 8.5" x 11" Hard Cover Collector's Edition.
148 illustrations, Black and White Images.
750 pages.
ISBN 978-0-38673-4
Publisher: Lulu.com
Will be offered for purchase on a global scale online via, Barnes and Noble, Amazon.co.uk, and Amazon.com
The author will update this blog when the book is finally published.
Am home again naturally
Yes, finally my flight from Toronto was good to go, and to make things perfect- I got upgraded to full lie down bed by British Airways and the service in that part of the plane is just wonderful. When we landed in London I met Alan Shearer and Alan Hanson who are ex-footballers and now TV sport pundits, they were coming to Scotland to play golf. They were lovely men- I like some ex-footballers, they’re not all twats.
I cannot thank Mark Breslin and YukYuk’s comedy clubs enough for financially taking care of me when I got stranded and all the local comedians who supported me and kept me company. Especially Jo-Anna Downey, Cal, Marilla Wex, Ron Vaudrey, Cleeve, Kate and everyone else whose name escapes me, its good to have a family of people around me this lovely.
Husband was at the airport for me and was so glad to see me as he kind of missed me for a while. Ashley was at home and I could see they had both cleaned the house and tided up – they both live like unsupervised students when am away then do a blitz and clean up quickly.
I am home for a few days, before I head off to do Soho Theatre this weekend from Thursday and ending Saturday night. Then Ashley and I are off to Georgia Atlanta for a road trip comedy tour, it apparently is in the whitest part of Atlanta with Middle Class bake sales, art lectures, wear- green- wig for charity day and a jam tasting competition, what’s not to like? Ashley is excited and says the most boring places usually throw up the most interesting adventures. I hope she is right, but I once stayed over in Oban and the most exciting thing to happen was I saw a cross dresser who turned out to just be a badly dressed woman who had a beard.
I am the stage where I am dragging clothes out of the case into the washer, hanging them up and throwing them back into the case. That’s a weird feeling and everything smells of places that I don’t know.
I am looking forward to spending time with Monica my best pal, we haven’t had a full conversation for a month as she always out of the country or I am too busy or she is too busy. I miss my pal.
I will also miss the election and really don’t want to return home to find out slimy Cameron has taken over my homeland, it will make me cry at the airport if this is true. I am not really a big fan of Labour or Gordon Brown but suddenly he seems more attractive than Tory boy in brogues and corduroy!
So speak soon
Deleting Posts.
I never delete posts.
Did it once, to my shame, and vowed never to delete again.
Tonight - I deleted.
I wrote it whilst angry but I was probably very disappointed.
(tis easier to feel anger)
But, it was all about I...
After posting, I went out for a fag and a look around.
My neighbour came out and wept in my arms.
She told me how scared she was and she looked so tired.
I promised to stay at the workshop and she went to bed less afraid.
The fire is a life-changing event.
Not just for the woman who has lost her home and her memories.
For all the neighbours and their friends and family, too.
And now Im angry again...
Final Session Of Radiotherapy.
Today was Abbies final session of Radiotherapy.
No more treatment.
Tis a strange feeling now.
Is she cured of the cancer ?
Isn't she ?
'Normal' life resumed ?
Cease being the girl in the bubble ?
The last 9 short, so long months have taken their toll on her body.
Now, I imagine, it could be on the mind.
Well done, Abs.
Onwards and ever upwards yahoo.
Carphone Warehouse Demand Disconnection Charge After Arson Attack.
My homeless neighbour phoned Carphone Warehouse to cancel her internet connection.
(The phone no longer works there)
'There will be a charge, madam.'
'My house got burnt down',she replied.
'That will mean a £70 disconnection fee'. said Carphone Warehouse.
First of all it was the Banks, now its Big Business taking the piss.
Carphone Warehouse - may you get all you deserve.
Angels Visit.
Our customers are truly amazing.
One has given £100 to the lady whose house burned down.
Another, rolled up his sleeves and helped clear the soggy, oily, smokey debris that is fouling up the mews.
And another turned up offering a few thousand pounds as we arent really operating since the fire.
Customers.
Friends.
Angels.
I am humbled and blessed by knowing them.
So another day in Toronto
I was supposed to be going home last Tuesday but as we all know the big ash in the sky has determined that I stay here in Canada. Who knows what will become of me? I am joking…I have met so many nice people like Marilla Wex, Jo-anna Downey, Ron Vaudry, Kerry, Ryan and all the team at YukYuk’s that I don’t feel isolated or lonely. I have to say as well, the standard of comedy in Canada is as good as I expected, they are awesome.
On Wednesday, I went for a wander round town, a short meeting with the YukYuk’s team and then heading for dinner at Jo-anna’s place.
I have decided that if I get stuck here for a while, I am going to do more gigs and just enjoy my time, when do I EVER get to go ‘off calendar’ and just drift? Never is the answer to that question, somehow the situation makes me feel footloose and free!
I do know that there are problems all over the planet with food wasting, flowers dying and industry being crippled, so I do feel bad for those folk.
The sun is shining in Toronto today and I feel good. I do miss Ashley and Husband and I know they are coping well without me, and I have spoken to my dad, who basically thinks I have been kidnapped and am currently living in a basement being assaulted by strange men, but then he has a vivid imagination.
Who knew volcanic ash could cause such horrendous disruption? Where was that in the information about volcanoes and flight problems? I never heard that being mentioned before? Now we all know.
There are so many lovely and odd things to see here in Toronto the Dollarama store is my favourite place and the homeless lying on the streets disturbs me. But we have homeless people back home, who am I to feel awkward?
Last night I went to do some open mic at Eton House with Jo-anna and it was cracking fun, there is a wee old man called Chicken Legs who is 69 years old and picks up the empty glasses. He is a legend round at the Greek area of Pape (where Eton House Bar is) I cant stop laughing at the word Pape, coz in Glasgow it’s a derogatory word for Catholic, as it derives from Papal!
Anyway Chicken Legs is a wee wizened man of huge character, his face resembles a crumpled brown paper bag that may have been set of fire at one time, but he is such a huge local character it was awesome to meet him. He reminded me on Notty, a wee drunken wizened man who used to be my pot man (someone who clears the tables for beer) back in the pub I owned in the early 80s. Old characters like Notty and Chicken legs are so important to a community, wee men who were proper tradesmen who fell on hard times but are still part of fabric of the area. It made me sit last night and think of my days in that East End bar when I never thought I would ever get out of there. And here I am sitting in Toronto writing back home from a comedy tour. It would make Notty proud am sure.
I am supposed to be flying home on Saturday and am excited about that, I cannot thank Mark Breslin and the team from YukYuk’s comedy company enough for looking after me when I was stranded in Canada; I am blessed with good people.
I will miss my new mates, like Jo-Anna, Cal, Marilla, Cleeve, Katie, Kerry, Sarah, Ryan, Ron and all the gang at YukYuk’s – thanks guys you made me welcome.
Iceland hates us
First they refuse to pay back the cash we gave them now they have fucked the skies with a giant flume of molten Bjork just to fuck the world off. Lets go to Iceland and beat the shit out of the weird whale hooting people who live their just to vent our anger…or let’s just accept we can’t take the world for granted and accept that seals are pissing themselves laughing and the rainforest is screaming with giggles.
Apparently we made the earth angry and it’s now throwing shit at us- well I can take it. Am currently in Toronto and may or may not be able to get home on Monday, you know what? I don’t care now…I am done stressing, people are watching their kid die of a disease somewhere in the world and I might not make a BBC radio show in London on Tuesday- BIG DEAL!
I love Toronto, the comics are lovely, the club YukYuk’s is awesome and the traffic lights have a countdown system that goes from 20 to zero really quickly and makes you RUN across their giant roads with sheer panic in your heart.
The weather here is freezing cold windy (another sign that we will all die coz we never recycled our own shit) - it was sunny then rainy then hailstones came down and then a big wind nearly took my tits off…its whacky.
My room is trashed as I went all moody and never bothered to tidy up, so it’s now 3am almost and am folding clothes and packing up slowly, whilst listening to Plan B, which is an awesome band from London.
When I mentioned how I love Plan B on stage the people of Toronto clapped, cheered and made hooting noises, now I was amazed that this relatively new band from Forest Gate in London were so big in Canada – turns out Plan B is the very famous Morning After pill in Toronto which women take after unprotected sex. I am not a hip chick who knows her music; I am whore who can’t use a condom. How they laughed.
Tomorrow I go find big coffee filters that husband has asked me to get as they are hardly available in Scotland and I had already bought some but guess what – I got the wrong ones, so a stilted snappy conversation via Skype ensued…oh how I love Aspergers – he basically turned into a pretzel when he heard I got cone shaped ones…one day I will hit him in the eye with a toffee hammer.
Miss him though and Ashley.
So I wake up Sunday and find out my flight is cancelled and am stuck in Toronto, the British Airways website gave me an option to rebook my flight, but the page is out of date and mentions the strike in March. I suspect they are panicking and not looking after their website. When I call BA they tell me there is a high volume of calls and best I book on their website….but I want to tell them – no doubt like squillions of other people that we CANT rebook as the link is out of date and keeps talking about MARCH for fucksake.
I don’t know when I am getting home, but that’s all good and I am happy to stay here till times when I can go. Give me a hug Toronto – I need it.
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