When I sat down to narrate my journey and stay in Carmarthenshire in June, I wasn’t sure how this would go. As I said in the very first post under Carmarthen Cameos label, I didn’t know ho...
As many a blog reader will agree, you never know what you find in blogosphere. Just like in any sphere, really. Blogosphere is your web Cosmos, and the last thing I read about our galaxy was that, unf...
As you read in the previous post, I’ve only visited three medieval castles, in spite of having studied Medieval History for a while. As you could also gather, I found that both Conwy Castle and ...
I’ve always been fascinated with the medieval period, although now I am aware that before I actually went to study it, I had this romantic view of the Middle Ages that many of us share: magical ...
Can you imagine going to London and not stumbling into dozens of souvenir shops and kiosks? Can you imagine London not trying to make a fortune on the City’s memorabilia: replicas of the Tower, ...
Every day, as I go to work by bus, I pass St John’s Church which stands exactly at the A666 roundabout. When I first visited Manchester in 2002, St John’s amazed me with the bright slogans...
As you probably know from my previous posts, I like visiting Bolton. In fact, I have been visiting it regularly since my first visit to Manchester in 2002. Back then I didn’t go farther than Bol...
My Family [This section enlists all of the Alekseev family by name, including some biographical information. – JD] I was evacuated with my father, Efim Semyonovich Alekseev (1890-1964), and my m...
The End of Evacuation, and the Victory (Autumn 1942 — May 9, 1945). My elder brother Leonid helped us to get a permission to return from evacuation in summer 1942. During a waiting period at one of th...
Evacuation, November 1941 — August 1942. When we arrived to the village called Murashi, many evacuee families went to the kolkhoz. We could not go because of our disabled mother, so we stayed in the v...