Sir Richard Vincent Sutton c. 1913
Christmas 1901 Cartoon by George Calderon
A happy memory of Trinity College: undergraduates breakfast together in Downy V. Green, p. 77.
Unpublished watercolour by George Calderon, Tahiti 1906
Michel and Vera Fokine in “Scheherazade”, 1914 (The Music And Theatre Library of Sweden, creative commons)
George Calderon, 1912
The entrance to Fort Brockhurst (picture from Britain’s Past)
Captain of the 11
Colonel Sir Walter Coote Hedley c. 1920
Book sent to George Calderon in Russia by his mother, Christmas 1895.
Patrick Miles in his summer house, 11 December 2016
K.N. Das Gupta and Margaret Mitchell in an Indian Dramatic Society production of The Maharani of Arakan, 1913?
Jean Ryckaert, May 1916.
Monarch Butterfly Madeira
George and Kittie Calderon 1905
George Calderon c.1901
Frontis piece by Frank Calderon
Basic form of the Calderon coat of arms
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A Christmas Story by George Calderon
THE ACADEMY OF HUMOUR. BY GEORGE CALDERON. Woodham Daintry, Essex: October 15. MY DEAR UNCLE, – I do not wonder at your surprise on hearing that I have again entered at an educational establishment, and I believe you will be … Continue reading →
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Hello chronotopia old friend..?
‘Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards’, said Kierkegaard. Regrettably, this is of course true. We are like maggots, chewing our way relentlessly forwards through Time, but we are thinking maggots who constantly need to … Continue reading →
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Very Old Cambridge Tales 3: ‘Reflected images’
It was the Saturday of the fourth week of the Michaelmas Term. Half Term. As he stepped purposefully from the steakhouse on Trinity Street, where he had feasted on the 10/6d gammon menu, Roger Johns suddenly realised that he had … Continue reading →