Twenty-two years ago, Swati Bhattacharya started her career in advertising. A young woman driven by hunger and excitement, she made her mark very quickly. Today, she is the Chief Creative Officer of FCB Ulka.
Though she prefers not to define herself through her designation but achievements. A firm believer in the art of advertising, she understands how one's thoughts have the ability to entertain many, and the responsibility it entails; the responsibility to educate our audiences and perhaps, "…catch society off guard"—to quote her. Her work always finds that magical connection between human and brand truths. Her human stories have won her India's highest award in cinema, the Dadasaheb Phalke Award, in 2014 for best screenplay.
Swati is impassioned by talent and believes in the development of it, by building a culture that invests in bringing out the true potential in people. For her, 'being good' is not enough. Being brave and real is her philosophy, at work and away from it.
One word that is most often used to describe Nitin is cool. It is this trait that has helped him stay cool through 30 action packed years in advertising. Advertising was an instant career choice for Nitin after he finished his MBA in 1986. After starting off in FCBUlka, Nitin joined Everest Advertising for a few years gaining valuable experience while handling the P&G business. He returned to Ulka in 1993.
He combines an easy going nature with an affable personality to forge an effective partnership with his creative team, who are ever ready to give their best for him at all times. Through his years in FCBUlka, Nitin has given many clients a reason to smile. Be it Amul, Tata Motors, Zee, ITC, Wipro or Zodiac. Beer and Bourbon (although never mixed) give Nitin a high. As do Tom Clancy, Ludlum and Forsyth. A 45-minute workout on his exercycle would be the most exhilarating start to his day.
Precision, logic and order define Ritu. Not surprising when you learn that she studied statistics and graduated at the top of her class from Delhi University. Ritu took her passion for mathematics further and did her masters in applied mathematics from Carlton University, Canada.
Over the past twenty five years, Ritu has applied this precision and mathematician's logic in all the assignments that she has handled. Starting from her first stint at TCS, followed by teaching and analytics engagements at NIIT and Datamatics, she has worked her way to being the Chief Information Officer of the FCBUlka Group.
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In her spare time, Ritu relaxes by trying her hand at diverse cuisines for family & friends.
Savita did her BSc from St. Xavier's College and then a Masters in Management Studies (MMS) from the Narsee Monjee Institute of Management Studies (NMIMS), with a major in Marketing.
She joined Ulka Advertising as a Management Trainee in 1990. Over the years she has worked on a varied portfolio of clients and brands including Amul, Castrol, Ceat, Voltas, Zodiac, Crompton Greaves, Zandu Pharmaceutical Works and Unilever Bestfoods.
The many years of frontline business experience proved invaluable when the opportunity presented itself to head the HR function for the agency. Having lived, breathed and imbibed its distinctive culture for over 14 long years and having understood the realities of business, the transition was pretty smooth. And now she has been accorded the role of Chief Talent Officer, in which she is leading talent management strategies for the Group.
While Savita may have wandered into HR, the shift has been a turning point and a process of self-discovery for her. She realised that connecting with people, delving into their minds and helping them do their jobs better was something she really enjoyed. The logical next step then was for her to learn the art and science of coaching. She is now an accredited CFI coach.
Personally, she is curious about all things culinary and enjoys experimenting in the kitchen. Having always been an avid reader, she has now gravitated to books on human psychology and practices her coaching skills on her unsuspecting husband and daughter.
As Chairman & CEO, FCBUlka Group, Rohit Ohri leads FCBUlka Advertising and all group agencies of FCB in India. He serves as a member of the global operating committee and reports directly to Carter Murray in New York. He is one of the CEOs helping to guide the global company. Based out of Gurgaon, Rohit leads FCBUlka's organisational and overall growth strategy in India.
Rohit has nearly twenty-six years of experience in advertising communications. Under Rohit's leadership, Dentsu India became the fastest-growing operation in the world. Prior to Dentsu, Rohit headed the Delhi office of JWT India. The office grew rapidly and became one of the most profitable offices of JWT globally.
In his three years at Dentsu India, Rohit achieved some successful acquisitions like Taproot and Webchutney.
Rohit has been named as one of the Top-10 Advertising Gurus in India in The Indian Express list of the Most Powerful Indians in 2013 and 2012. Rohit is actively involved in industry bodies like AAAI and The Ad Club as a member of their executive committees.
A creative thinker and strategic leader, Rohit has an exemplary track record in driving organisational efficiency, enhancing the creative product, developing new business, managing organisational change while driving revenue growth and profitability.
A graduate of Delhi University, IIM Ahmedabad and IMD Lausanne, he is an advertising man, strategist, author, marathon runner, teacher, social worker, sports fan and creative bartender.
Suman has been in the industry for 29 years and is the quintessential advertising strategist, and in FCBUlka he holds the reins as Chief Strategy Officer for the group.
He started his career with the Lintas Group and was part of the team that set up SSC&B. He then moved on to Euro RSCG in India and became its CEO as well as Chief Strategy Officer for its Asia Pacific region. He was also the Chairman of Euro RSCG's emerging markets planning council and a member of the global management committee.
Suman believes that he was put on earth to be a teacher. He loves teaching and has taught at IIM in Ahmedabad & Bangalore, ISB Hyderabad, IIT Kharagpur, MICA and several other management institutes across the country.
Brand building is a passion for Suman. He has been closely associated with brands from India's leading companies including Hindustan Unilever, Reckitt Benckiser, Intel, Microsoft, IBM, Dell, HDFC Bank, Bharat Petroleum, Reliance, Mahindra & Mahindra, Bajaj Auto and Philips.
He is active in the voluntary sector where he works on causes that range from schooling for slum children to child sexual abuse to rural tourism to getting India to give more. He is a trustee of two NGOs, an adviser to a third and a volunteer with several others.
C Suresh is a finance professional with 34 years of experience. He has a Bachelors in Commerce and is a certified Cost Accountant (ICWAI).
After managing finances and tax matters at Wyeth, an American pharmaceutical giant for about 9 years, he decided to move to the advertising sector and jointed the finance team of FCBUlka Group, one of the top 5 advertising agencies.
He has been with FCBUlka Group for 22 years now and has always been a key member of the finance team. He has grown from strength to strength in the FCBUlka Group and is now leading the finance team as Chief Financial Officer.
Suresh's expertise in finance and tax matters has always been well sought after in the advertising industry. He participates actively in the industry forums on a regular basis. He is currently the Chairman of the IAMAI & AAAI sub-committees and a member of the working committee of IBF-AAAI.
He is very soft-spoken and is sensitive to social issues. He is a strong believer in giving back to the society for the larger good. He has an avid interest in current affairs and his strength is being undeterred under any circumstance.


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Lucy Luck (1848-1922): Transcription
Olivia Healy May 7, 2021 Lucy Luck (1848-1922), Transcripts
A Little of My Life. Mrs. Lucy Luck
The London Mercury, Vol. XIII Nov. 1925- April 1926
Ed. by J.C.Squire
The following paragraph is an editorial note by John Burnett introducing Lucy Luck's memoir in Useful Toil. Autobiographies of working people from the 1820s to the 1920s (Allen Lane, London, 1974), pp.68-77.
Mrs Luck was born in 1848 and died in 1922 aged 73: her husband died two years later, aged 78. Her memoirs were written towards the end of her life, as her daughter says, "Mother used to sit and write it at night when she couldn't sleep." She had a particularly unfortunate childhood in the workhouse, was orphaned early in life, and had a succession of wretched jobs until she became skilled at straw-plait work; her married life in London, where she had seven children, was a happy, though still a busy one. The account is emotional, in the style of a Victorian novelette, though there is no reason to doubt its accuracy; the extract is a shortened version of the full life which appeared in "The London Mercury," in February, 1926 (Vol. XIII. No.76)
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I, L.M., was born on May 25th, 1848, at Tring Herts. I was one of a family of four, the eldest girl, nine years old at the time I take you back to; she was a cripple with a diseased hip; the next, a boy between six and seven, and myself, a girl between three and four; the youngest a baby in arms, a boy. My father I will sum up in a very few words. I had been given to understand he was an experienced bricklayer by trade, but was a drunkard and a brute. After bringing his wife and children into poverty and starvation he deserted them and left my mother to face the world alone as best she could with her family, and she never heard of him again
What could my mother do but apply to the parish?- which she did, and the answer they gave her was, "you must go to the workhouse, and the Guardians will find your husband." (But they never did.) There was nothing else for my mother to do but to go there
Now the workhouse belonging to Tring was five miles away, and some sort of conveyance was provided for my crippled sister, but my mother had to get there as best as she could with us others. She started to walk there, but as I was very young (not four years of age), I don't remember much of that. I remember there was a man with a heavy cart going down the road, and he took us part of the way, until he turned up another road and then we walked on until we got to a school not far from the Union. There my mother sat down on the steps with one of us on each side of her, and one in her arms, crying bitterly over us before she took us into the Union.
I must tell you here, my mother had not been well since her youngest baby's birth, through the neglect and trouble. Well, I don't remember much of what passed during my life in the Union. My sister was ill a long time, and was obliged to keep to her bed. Sometimes ladies would visit the infirmary and give her dolls to dress as she sat in bed, but after a time (I don't know how long) she passed away. I was allowed to follow her to the grave. I seem to see her now, being carried on the shoulders of union men.
Well! time passed on, and my brother might have been nine years old (not any more). I know he was sent back to Tring, with another lad, to work in the silk mills Both were put to lodgings with the man who used to ring the mill bell.
There were two of us left in the Union then with my mother. I was sent to school; the same school where we had sat upon the steps previous to going to the Union, and going there seemed to press that one thing on my memory.
I cannot tell much more of what passed while I was there, except just one or two childish things. As I said before, ladies would visit the place, and once or twice give a threepenny piece to the children. Oh how pleased we were. And weeks before Christmas we would cut pieces of paper in fancy shapes to put our Christmas pudding on when we got it. Another time, which I think was Good Friday, I was going out of the gates of the school, when a girl stood in the pathway with a basket of buns on her arm. She said to me, "Do you want any buns?" and I said, "Yes, please," She then asked me for the money, I said, "I have not got any," and she answered, "Then you can't have any buns."
How disappointed I was I quite thought she was going to give me one, and I cannot tell how many times I have thought of that Good Friday. And again, we used to have tin mugs for our gruel or milk, whichever we had, and wooden spoons. One morning my mug was half full of dry crumbs and the half-cold gruel did not wet it. I leave you to guess what it was like when I stirred it up. I have thought of it a great many times, particularly when I see paperhangers' paste. You may think this a lot of foolish talk, but it is the truth…..
…..Well, I was not quite nine years old, when I was sent back to Tring with another girl to work in the silk-mills, Now I had got my mother and brothers to see sometimes, but this other poor girl had not got a living relation, so you see she was worse off than I. We were sent to live with a Mr. and Mrs, D. who had a son about thirteen and a daughter about fifteen years of age.
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The first day I went to work I was so frightened at the noise of the work and so many wheels flying round, that I dare not pass the rooms where men only were working, but stood still and cried. But, however, I had to go, and was passed on to what was called the fourth room,
I was too little to reach my work, and so had to have what was called a wooden horse to stand on. At that time children under eleven years of age were only supposed to work half-day, and go to school the other half, But I did not get many half-days at school, as Mr. D. was a tailor by trade, so I had to stop at home in the afternoon to help him with the work. But I have never been sorry for that, for I learned a lot by it, Neither was I eleven when I had to work all day at the mill.
I can fancy children now at that age, having to work from six o'clock in the morning until six at night. Every morning at half-past five the bell would ring out, "Come to the mill, come to the mill" But still that would not have been so bad if we had a good home. But I was a drunkard's child, and the "relieving officer" had found us a drunkard's home.
Mr. and Mrs D. lived a most awful life, drinking, swearing and quarreling, The son and daughter led us two girls a wretched life. We never had enough to eat, and I think everything that could be thought of by those two they did to worry and torment us. I don't think Mr. D. ever struck us, but I cannot say that of his wife. She was a most horrible women, both in ways and looks, for she had a broken nose which disfigured her very much….
………..[After being turned out of the house]………
……So you see what sort of a home the Parish found us; two poor girls cast out of home at three o'clock in the morning, God only knew where we were to lay our heads that night, for we did not. We wandered about until the old bell rang out, "Come to the mill." Well, we went to the mill, and started work at six o'clock, and breakfast-time came; we had no home to go to now. There were a great many mill-hands who lived too far away to go home to breakfast, so boiling water was provided for each room. It soon got spread about how we two were placed, and one and another gave us to eat and
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drink, and we found we had more than enough, So you see there were kind hearts even there, Dinner-time came at two o 'Clock on the Saturday, the time we left off for the day, no home to go to.
We wandered on with the rest of the mill-hands, not knowing where we were going, but someone saw me and told me I was to go and live with Mrs. H., a poor but respectable widow with three sons and a daughter. It was a far better home than I had been turned out of. Mrs, H. was a good woman. Now my money at the mill was only two shillings and sixpence, and that was all anyone had for keeping us parish children, as we were called. How could anyone properly feed hungry children upon that? So, to add to it a little more, I had to make five yards of straw plait every night after I had done work at the silk-mill. But I had a very good time there. I don't ever remember one of them raising a hand to strike me. The parish supplied my clothes; fairly good of the sort. I never remember having anything but cotton dresses, the old-fashioned lilac print capes like our dresses in the summer; and shawls in the winter; good strong petticoats and thick nailed boots, both summer and winter; big coal-scuttle bonnets, with a piece of ribbon straight across them. I leave you to guess what we looked like. I only remember having one plaything and that was a big doll that my sister left me when she died. Soon after we had gone with Mrs. H. to live, I was taken ill in church one Sunday, I did not know how to get home. I could not eat anything all day, and on Monday morning I could hear the bell, "come to mill, come to mill." I did not know how to raise my head from the pillow to go to work that morning. I managed to get there somehow, and the master of my room was very good to me. He saw how ill I was, and knew how I was placed, and sent me to lie down at the top of the "alley" as it was called. Now every day the overseer would go into each room, and then come back again, and then would be gone. This went on for a week, and I lost three-quarters during that time, but that poor widow had to be the loser of that money/ How I went to work that week God only knows…..
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Now, I had been with Mrs, H, until I was thirteen years of age, and "Black Garner", as he was called (the relieving officer), came to see her one day and said, "Fanny, I am going to take your girl away." She said, "Be ye, Mr. J,. and where be ye going to take her to?" He said, "I am going to take her to St. Albans, to service. It is about time she was off our hands, Get her ready by next week," Yes it was time I was off their hands, for I was costing them ninepence a week, besides clothing, and when I was obliged to go to him to ask for anything to wear, or to have my boots mended, he would treat me like a dog. A time or two, the boot-repairer could not mend them the same night, and he would lend me a pair, It did not matter about the fitting. Once he lent me a pair of button boots. I never had such a thing on my foot before…..
…..The next week Mr, J, came and said he would take me to St. Albans himself. I had had a very good home with Mrs, H, (and always visited them in after years). They bid me good-bye, and gave me a penny, then Mr, J, and I started. When we got to Watford we had to change and wait some long time for the St, Albans train; so he told me I could walk with him up the town a little way, and when we got to a restaurant he went in to lunch, but gave me a penny to wait about outside, …..
…..Well, we reached St, Albans at last, and the place of service he had found for me was a public-house, What did it matter? I was only a drunkard's child, But if they had found me a good place for a start, things might have been better for me. But there I was, cast upon the wide world when I was only thirteen years old, without a friend to say yea or nay to me. Whichever way I took, I had only God above to guide me, The parish people sent me a parcel of clothes; no box to put them in, They had quite done with me now, The place where Mr, J. took me to was very near the old Abbey. It was a double-fronted house, a shop and beer-house combined, Mr, and Mrs, H., who kept it, were elderly people and had only been there one month themselves. They kept something of a general shop on one side of the doorway and a taproom the other.
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I know they had a cow, and a donkey, and I used to make butter and sausages, and sometimes serve in the taproom, and sometimes go out with milk. I know I was not much of a servant, for I had never been taught to do it. Mrs. H. always had a charwoman in once a week, and this woman often told me her "wipes" were better than my "scrubbing", and I don't doubt it. I always went to the Abbey on Sunday mornings.
My money was one shilling and sixpence weekly, but my mistress spent it for me in getting me a few more clothes, and gave me a box to keep them in. She was very good to me, but after they had been there twelve months they were obliged to give the place up, and took a small cottage in a village between Watford and St. Albans, and she could not afford to keep me; so I was obliged to make another shift …..
…… [After two years in service in Kent and the death of her mother]……
My mother died on Wednesday. August 5th, 1863, and was buried on Saturday, August 8th, with only the three of us to follow her. I was now turned fifteen years of age, just the time when a girl needs a mother's care the most. Well, at my new place the mistress was very good to me, but the master was one of the worst who walked God's earth. Always fighting with his wife; the pots and glasses would go flying through the glass doors and windows, and he would beat that woman shamefully, On one Sunday night I had my new mourning dress torn from my back, through trying to part them when fighting. But that was not the worst of him, that man, who had a Wife and was a father to three little children, did all he could, time after time, to try and ruin me, a poor orphan only fifteen years old. He would boast to me, and even tell me the names of other girls he had carried on with. God alone kept me from falling a victim to that wretched man, for I could not have been my own keeper. It was impossible for me to stop where he was, and whilst I am writing here, I will tell you of his end. Some time after I had left, his poor wife died, and I was told he had shot himself.
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By now I had begun to bitterly hate service, and a fatherly old man who used the public-house where I had been told of a place in Luton where they wanted a girl to learn the straw work and help in house-work. Although this was another public-house, I thought it was a chance to learn a trade, so I went there. By the way, I stayed with this man's wife until I was ready to go. He was what was called a packman in the country, one who travels to different parts of the country with a pack on his back; that was how he came to hear of the place at Luton. As I said before, I went there, and the place was very well and they were very good to me, but they did not keep to their promise. They would not pay me more than two shillings a week, but said they would teach me the straw-work. You may think it strange, straw business going on in a public-house, but it was so, and I think the reason was, part of the business belonged to a sister and daughter. I sometimes did housework, sometimes served in the bar, and other times did the finishing of straw hats. They never attempted to teach me the making of them but I was determined to learn, and would get a piece of straw and sit up half the night trying to do it, Now a girl with whom I had been out a few times told me of a woman who wanted two girl apprentices for six months, and would supply food, but no money. I went with her to see this woman, and it was agreed that we two girls should go there. I did not know if I was doing right or not, but as I had been some time at my place, and the money so little, and they had not shown me how to do the work, except the finishing-off (lining and wiring); I wanted to make the hats so I made up my mind and left. I had a good lot of clothes, but not much money, and so I started right into the straw trade.
Hats were very different then to what they are now. I thought I was going to do wonders, but I think my real troubles had now begun. I liked the work very much, and was quick at it. I could do the two leading shapes of the season in a fortnight, but this woman set us a task every day which was impossible to do, I have sat up all night sometimes, in bitter cold weather, not daring to get right into bed for fear I should get warm and lay too long, I have even been obliged to do the work on Sunday, and then perhaps not finish the amount, and whatever quantity I was short she reckoned I was so much money in her debt. As I say, it was impossible to do in the time what she gave us, and so my little money went, and when that was gone she had my clothes just for my living. I don't wish to boast but I had kept myself
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respectable so far, and now this woman took in two other girls who had a most filthy disease, to sleep in the same bed as myself. Time went on like this for five months; at the end of this, the work began to get very bad, Mrs. P. came back one morning in a shocking temper, because she could not sell the work, and brought home a new~shaped bonnet which she gave me to do. The first time I did it, it was wrong. I did it again; it was wrong. I did it a third time; it was still wrong. The day was more than half gone, and I had not done half or a quarter of my day's work. I had only been taught just the two leading shapes, and it took much longer to do this new shape, But the season was over, and she had taken from me all I had got, and now she did not want me any longer. I threw the work down, and told her I would do no more, for I had got to that state of mind I did not care what became of me. That woman had taken all I possessed because I could not do the amount of work she set me, just for my food, I started out of that house that day, after having only been there for five months, with nothing but my mother's Bible and a few little things tied up in a handkerchief. The season was over, and I was homeless, penniless, and with only the clothes I walked in. She had turned the other girl away, who went there with me, some time before, because she was rather slow at the work. What to do or which way to turn I did not know. Some people would say it was my own fault; I should have kept to service. Well, perhaps it was, but remember I was never put to a decent place at the beginning,
I wandered about; I did not care what became of myself that day. I had had no dinner, and I had nowhere to go, but towards night I thought I would try to find the other girl who had been there with me. I found her at last, with an aunt and uncle, and I told them how I was placed, and they, although strangers to me, took me in. This man said he had an order for work that would last for two or three weeks, and I could stop there and help to do it, and he would pay me what I earned. So you see, a home was again provided for me before night. I stayed there and worked as long as they had any to give me, and even after that, when there was nothing to do, I was allowed to stay, although they had not much room.
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The work was very bad everywhere at this time, and I wandered about, trying for work, sometimes getting Just enough to get some food; but I could not get any more clothes, and my boots were almost worn from my feet, often causing me to get wet-footed. How often I was tempted to lead a bad life, but there always seemed to be a hand to hold me back. I don't want you to think I boast of myself, for I was not my own keeper, neither was I without faults; far from it. After a time, I got some work in a work-room, but I wanted a lot of improving before I could do it properly. So a woman in the same room undertook to see that I did my work correctly, and in time I was able to earn fairly good money now and then. I went to live with this woman, and on Saturday she would take my money and pay herself for looking to my work, and on the way home would meet two or three others, visiting different public-houses. Often when I got home quite half of my money was gone …..
…..Well, it happened again that there was not enough work at the room where I was, so I started out again to find more. I wandered about for some time, and at last I saw in the window of a very respectable house, "Good sewers wanted." I went there, and the woman looked at me rather straight, and asked me several questions; where I lived, and where I had worked. I told her the truth, and she said she would give me work if I left that house at once, and would give me a home until I could find respectable lodgings, I went back to my place, and told them I did not owe them anything, for I had been earning very good money, but had not been able to do any good with it, They swore at me awfully, but the storm did not last long, as I had not many things to get together, and so I left bad company.
The first week I was at my new place, Mrs. L, got me some new boots, and had one of her own dresses altered for me, got me other things, and I paid her something each week. I had plenty of work and a good home, but of course I was given to understand she could not keep me there, as there was not room. That woman was a true friend to me, I believe it was her who saved me from going quite to the wrong. When I had been there some two or three weeks (there was still plenty of work, and the card still in the window), a young woman called in answer to the card, She had come from a small
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farm Just outside Luton, and Mrs. L. gave her work. I asked this young woman if she knew where I could get lodgings, and she said, " I wish my mother would let you come to our house, for it would be company night and morning. I will ask her."
Next morning she came with the answer that I could go there to live. I did so, and we went together to this same place to work as long as they could give it to us. I was now pretty comfortable, and began to get some good clothes; but after about three months, Mr, and Mrs. H. ( the young woman's parents) left the small farm they were managing, and went to live in a village about three miles out of Luton. They wished me to go with them, so I did. We could not go into the workroom now to work, as it was too far away from Luton, but we had our work out to do, and used to take it in two or three times a week to Luton, Mrs. H. as well as her daughter Sarah used to do the hat-work in the season, they were also both good straw-plaiters and would do that work in the dull season; but I was not much of a plaiter, and so would get what hat-work I could, or make children's clothes for the village people….
…..While I was living with Mrs. H, a young man who lived very near often came in to see Mr. H. He had driven a plough for him when a lad, but at this time he worked at a farm called Eaton Green, a farm between Luton and the village in which we lived. I leave you to guess whether this young man called mostly to see Mr. H, or myself, but I had to put up with a lot of sneers from Sarah and her mother. It set me bitterly against him, and I told him I would not have anything to do with him; but one day when I was alone with Mr, H. in the house, he put his hand on my shoulder and said to me, "My girl, you have poor Will; he will make you a good husband, and he will never hit you, Never you mind what Sarah or her mother says, you have Will"…..
…..After 'this, I began to think a little more kindly of W,L, Soon after there was some unpleasantness between me and Mrs. H. about my work, and she said some bitter things to me. I had sat night after night at work until eleven or twelve o'clock, using a rushlight candle, and my eyes had begun to get so bad that I could hardly see. It was about harvest-time and Will came as
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usual, and asked me plainly about getting married. Then I consented, He had been a steady, saving chap; if he had not got a few things together I could not have done so; so we settled it to be married about Christmas time. His master had a cottage to let at two shillings a weak, so he took it a few weeks before Christmas and got as much furniture as he could afford. I could not realise having a home of my own; I could not have thought more of it if it had been a palace.
I had been with Mrs. H. now for nearly three year's, and I left there on the Friday night as we were to be married next day, W. and myself went to Luton that night to do some shopping. It was a lovely night, although the snow laid thickly on the ground; the moon was shining beautifully. I went to my home (that was to be) for that night, as I had odd jobs enough to last me nearly all the night. My future husband and his brother, who was going to church with us, went off to bed, and a young woman, his cousin, sat with me until two o'clock, then went to her home and I sat in a chair and slept for a little while. That was how I spent my last night before marriage.
At five o'clock on the Saturday morning the weather changed; it began to rain fast and never ceased all day, and we had to start from home by eight o'clock to walk all the way to Luton. No carriage for us, as everyone looks for at the present time. I have often heard it said, "Happy is the bride that the sun shines on." Well, it did not shine on me that day, for the rain poured down, and the snow was sloshing under our feet; it was an awful day. To add to this misfortune, when we arrived at the church, we found all the doors closed, There had been some mistake, so we had to stand by while my brother-in-law to-be went for the clerk. So don't you think I had reasons to remember my wedding day, Which was on Saturday, December 21st, 1867.
After we were married, we went to a certain hotel where my brother-in-law was ostler, and went to his harness-room, where there was a good fire and something to eat and drink. After we had dried our clothes a little, we started for home, a place I could now really call my own home. God alone knows how proud I was of it. My husband's money was only twelve shillings a week, and at that time bread was eightpence a quartern-loaf; also meat
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tea and sugar., and other things, were very dear. He had to be up every morning soon after three o'clock, as he had to walk two miles to work. I worked on as hard myself as ever I had done, so we got along very well, adding a little more to our home whenever we could.
My first baby, a girl, was born on January 7th, 1869. Things went on in a general way, living happily together but working very hard, and we found it difficult to keep things straight, and as time went on I had three little girls; the third one died at eight months and a fortnight old. That was a great blow to us. She was buried in the chapel grounds at a village called Brache Wood Green. It would be strange to see a burial like that now, for we had six little girls to carry her to the grave. Soon after that we left that part of the country, and my husband went as ploughman to a farmer in the Dunstable road, near Luton. We had to live in a cottage belonging to the farm; there were four ivy-covered cottages standing by the side of the road for the workmen. It was there /but where my first boy was born;/he was very delicate, and when he was eleven months of age, there was an agitation among the farm-labourers for miles around, about the wages. Most of the farmers had agreed to give their men a little more; but not so with the farmer where we were. My husband's money was only thirteen shillings a week, and out of that two shillings went for rent, leaving eleven shillings, with three little children to keep. So he asked for a rise, as other farmers were giving, but the master soon told him if he were not satisfied, he had better take a month's notice and go. He did so, which meant getting out of the cottage as well. There was the worry then as to where we should go, or what we should do, but he had thoroughly made up his mind to go to London, and try to get work there…..
…..Well, when our month's notice was up, we could not get a house anywhere that we could afford, so we parted with a few things and packed the others up, I went to my brother-in-laws with the two children till we could see what we were going to do, and Will, my husband, went to London to find work. He made his way for the Edgeware Road, to a young man who had been groom at the same farm
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that we had left, He was at an hotel at work, and told Will of different places to go to for work, The first night he spent in London; he slept in a manger, and the rats ate part of his food which he had in his pocket while he slept, The next day he got lodgings near Paddington Green. It was on November 2nd when he went to London and on the 5th he got work as horsekeeper for a railway company, and I came to London a fortnight later, so that we were settled down in our home before Christmas, and so had our first Christmas dinner in London.
I have reason to remember that dinner, for we had to have it by lamp-light, It was a shocking day, I shall never forget my first two or three months in London, I think I cried most of the time, for my husband was on night work, and I amongst strangers and thinking of my poor child I had so recently buried. I would have given anything to have gone back to the country. I still kept on with my straw work, as the person I worked for sent it up from Luton once a week, and I would send it back to the warehouse. Some months after, they forgot to send thread with my work on one occasion, which threw me in a great fix, as I could only obtain it in the City, and I did not even know for certain what shops or what part of the City. I was told by someone that they were sure I could get it at Whiteley's, but I tried and could not, and went to Owen's but could not get it there, although I was told by them I could get it at the shop opposite, as they did the work for Owen's. I went there, and saw the lady herself, She obliged me with the thread, and wanted to know a lot about Luton work, and told me if I would work for her she would pay me far better than I was being paid. So I finished up with Luton and worked at the shops in Westbourne Grove for thirteen years, I was in the workroom part of the time, and had my work at home the other part My eldest daughter also worked for them for ten years, I should have stopped with them longer but the lease was up, and the shops passed into other hands that did not do that kind of work.
After that I went to another place in the West End, where I worked for one gentleman for twenty years, I always liked my work very much and although I had trouble with it when I first learnt, it has been a little fortune to me. I have been at the work for
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forty-seven years, and have never missed one season, although I have a large family. I have had seven together not earning a penny~piece, In my busy seasons I have worked almost night and day. I don't like to talk of what I have done, but I generally bought up what I could at sales, and made up my children's clothes in my dull season, and I don't think I have paid away thirty shillings for any kind of needlework.
The straw work is very bad, as a rule, from July up to about Christmas, During that time I have been out charing or washing, and I have looked after a gentleman's house a few times, and I have taken in needlework. This was before any of my children ware old enough to work, I have done my best to bring them up respectable.
I met a woman quite lately, whom I got to know soon after I first came to London, I had not seen her for many years, and of course she wanted to know how we were getting on. I told her, and she said, "I suppose you have got a black sheep amongst them?" "I am pleased to say I have not", I said to her, and the woman seemed surprised. I have had my troubles with them, as any mother would have with a large family, but not one of them have brought us any sorrow or disgrace.
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1:456 LUCK, Lucy, 'A Little of My Life', edited by J. C. Squire, London Mercury, Vol. xiii, No.76, Nov 1925-Apr 1926, pp.354-73. Extract in J. Burnett (ed.), Useful Toil. Autobiographies of working people from the 1820s to the 1920s (Allen Lane, London, 1974), pp.68-77.
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Creator Klaus Knopper consistently delivers one of the fastest and most flexible Live Linux distributions. Knoppix starts and runs almost five times faster from a USB flash disk than from a CD or DVD, so you'll find the flash-knoppix program in the menu under Knoppix | Install KNOPPIX to flash disk very useful. Emphasizing "Everything 3D," Knoppix 8.1 includes OpenSCAD – a 3D construction tool for those with no drawing skills; Slic3r, to prepare G-code printing for 3D models; Blender, for extensive 3D modeling and animation programming; and FreeCAD, for drawing 3D models.
The Zesty Zaphus release of this Ubuntu-flavored distro features the Lightweight X11 Desktop Environment (LXDE). Lubuntu is just what you need for your older machines with fewer resources, although it runs just fine on modern hardware, as well. Lubuntu aims to be "lighter, less resource hungry, and more energy-efficient by using lightweight applications and LXDE." The latest release ships with Linux Kernel 4.10.


If you're looking for a free helping of blackberries, grapes or peaches this summer, you won't have to look far.
The New Zealand Fruit and Food Share Map on Google allows people to add the fruit and veggies available to the public in gardens or walkways.
The interactive map also allows Kiwis to add what they're growing on their own property.
And the rest of New Zealand has you covered if you want to snack your way across the country.
Friendly New Zealanders have made everything available, from blackberries in Invercargill to kawakawa near Kaeo.


Activision Blizzard Inc intends to spend $500 million developing and promoting "Destiny," potentially breaking industry records as it seeks to build the sci-fi role-playing videogame into its next multibillion-dollar franchise.
CEO Bobby Kotick revealed the number, which dwarfs Hollywood spending on some of its biggest firms, during the Milken conference in Los Angeles last week. A company spokesperson said on Monday the number was accurate but also included marketing, packaging, infrastructure support, royalties and other costs.
Activision, eyeing the flagging growth of its long-running "Call of Duty" action-shooter franchise, is eager to lay the foundation for its next multi-game blockbuster series.
Investors hope that "Destiny," scheduled for release on September 9 from Bungie, the same studio that created Microsoft's best-selling "Halo" franchise, could re-invigorate Activision's revenue, which slid 6 percent in 2013.
The company signed a 10-year contract with Bungie in 2010 that gives it worldwide distribution rights and significant control over the potential franchise's development.
"If you're making a $500 million bet you can't take that chance with someone else's IP," Activision CEO told the Milken conference. "The stakes for us are getting bigger."
"Destiny" is a cross between a traditional shooting game format and a role-playing game in which gamers play characters in a real-time online world. The title allows gamers to play "Guardians" who protect the last city standing on a post-apocalyptic Earth.
Analysts said $500 million would likely be a record spent on a single game - especially one without an established track record. To break even, Activision would have to sell about 15 million to 16 million units of a $60 game, analysts said.
"It's a head scratcher, said Sterne Agee analyst Arvind Bhatia. "For brand new IP, it's tough but it could post a big surprise."
Bhatia expects the game will sell 8 million units. "Grand Theft Auto V," which hit stores last September, was a runaway success with over 32.5 million units as of February this year. But it was the fifth installment of a critically acclaimed series that had become an indelible component of popular youth culture.
Some analysts estimate that Take-Two Interactive, the publisher of "Grand Theft Auto," spent over $260 million to develop, produce and market the fifth installment, though it's unclear whether that's comparable with Activision's own $500 million figure.
GTA is on track to reach $2 billion in retail sales, according to analysts.
"Bungie's very ambitious plan is designed to unfold over a 10-year period, "said an Activision spokesperson. "The depth of creative content, scope and scale is unprecedented and is required to bring Bungie's vision to life."
The spokesperson added that investment in the next generation engine and a "robust backend infrastructure are upfront expenditures that should reduce future product development costs."
"Over the long term, we expect the ultimate product costs to be roughly in line with other Triple-A titles."
Activison's big bet comes as hits are getting harder to come by. The industry is struggling with a years-long sales slump, the result of increasing competition from free-to-play games on smartphones and tablets. Video game software sales plummeted 11 percent last year from 2012.
Sales of Activision's 2013 title, "Call of Duty: Ghosts," proved weaker than its 2012 installment.
Over time, Activision's "Destiny" could hit large numbers "but there's no way they would come close to Grand Theft Auto," said Mike Hickey, an analyst at the Benchmark Company.
Still, Activision's executives say they see franchise potential in its new game.
"We expect 'Destiny' to be Activision Publishing's next billion-dollar franchise," Kotick said when the company released its fourth quarter earnings on February 6.
The company, which reports first-quarter earnings after the closing bell on Tuesday, saw earnings slide 12 percent to $1 billion in 2013. Its revenues dropped to $4.6 billion, from $4.9 billion the year before.
It generates significant revenue from its franchise properties, but many of those are several years old. "Call of Duty" has had a decade-long run while "World of Warcraft" was first released in 2004.
Franchises enable game publishers to generate steady revenue from several iterations, as well as digital sales from additional downloadable content.
Activision could use another money-making shooter game franchise, said Hickey, the Benchmark Company analyst.
"It's up to management to create new experiences to drive forward growth over a game that could be aging a bit," he said. "I'm not saying 'Call of Duty' is like that, but everyone is concerned about fatigue and competition."


The heated pool is open year-round.
A trip to the Big Sur Lodge is a trip back in time. In 1902, 11 years before the construction of Highway 1 began and 30 years before the construction ended, John and Florence Pfeiffer, for whom the state park is now named, homesteaded in Big Sur, a bit of wilderness now that must have been the source of the word "wilderness" then.
What began as a family farm - John raised cattle, kept bees and sold honey - evolved into a point of refuge for travelers and wanderers, accepting of John's hospitality and eager to enjoy Florence's home cooking. In 1908, after Florence became upset with a visitor taking advantage of their hospitality, the Pfeiffer Ranch Resort came to be.
The state of California bought the farm in 1933 and created Pfeiffer State Park. The Big Sur Lodge occupies the same spot as the Pfeiffer Ranch Resort and still has that old country spirit of providing an inviting and warm place for travelers, still under the redwoods, still on the banks of the Big Sur River.
The Big Sur Lodge, located within the state park's 1,000 acres, has 62 cottage like rooms, many with fireplaces and some with kitchens. The restaurant is delightful and for people on the move, there's a deli/cafe and a grocery store with camping supplies.
Guests enjoy peace and quiet, swim in the heated pool, and hiking on the grounds looking for hawks and condors. When it's warm, swimming in the Big Sur River is a treat the kids will especially enjoy.
The Big Sur Lodge is in an enchanted forest. It hasn't changed much since John and Florence began building more than 100 years ago.


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Why You Don't Have to Think You're Great to Do Great Work
"Only ruthlessly cutting crap makes anything good. Your work is trying its hardest to be crap and your job is to constantly prop it up."
-Ira Glass
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Ingmar Bergman was a Swedish director and producer of over 60 films and documentaries and 170 plays, and is widely considered one of the greatest and most influential moviemakers of all time.
"Do you know what moviemaking is?" Bergman asked in a 1964 interview. "Eight hours of hard work each day to get three minutes of film. And during those eight hours there are maybe only ten or twelve minutes, if you're lucky , of real creation. And maybe they don't come. Then you have to gear yourself for another eight hours and pray you're going to get your good ten minutes this time."
The message?
If you want to do more great work, the "secret" is doing lots of bad work until you get there. (Click here to tweet this!) Somewhere along the way, moments of greatness will strike, and you just have to be there paying attention.
That was Pulitzer Prize winner Arthur Miller's strategy at least, who said "I get up in the morning and I go out to my studio and I write. And then I tear it up! That's the routine, really. Then, occasionally, something sticks. And then I follow that. The only image I can think of is a man walking around with an iron rod in his hand during a lightning storm."
What really sets apart the most brilliant workers and creatives isn't their ability to effortlessly produce works of genius, but their stubborn adherence to their personal standards and to the arduous process of upholding them…regardless of how long it takes and how frustrating it is along the way.
James Joyce estimated that he spent nearly 20,000 hours writing Ulysses. 20,000 freaking hours. Think about that for second. That's nearly 7 years working 8 hours per day, 7 days per week…on one book…that went on to become the most acclaimed work of fiction ever created.
Frederic Chopin's innovative, nuanced, and technically challenging compositions have established him as one of the greatest composers and pianists of all time, but his creative process was far less harmonious than his masterpieces.
Without foreseeing or seeking it, a melody or tune would come to his mind, and he would then lock himself up in a room for days and begin a desperate, heart-rending quest of trying to get what was in his head down on paper. He repeated bars hundreds of times, writing and rewriting everything. He once spent six weeks on a single page, only to finish with what he first produced. He wept, paced, broke pens, and struggled to find the motivation to get out of bed each day and persevere, and after finally completing a composition, often regretted that what was left wasn't as clearly defined as what he had originally imagined.
Steve Reich, considered by many to be America's greatest living composer, doesn't wait for inspiration to strike. Instead, he believes that with continual work, you can find your way into patches of inspiration from time to time. "There are no rules," he says. "One has to be open to the reality— and it's a very wonderful reality— that the next piece is going to hold some surprises for you."
The lesson is great inspiration doesn't make great work–incessant, dissatisfied iteration does. (Click here to tweet this!) And it's often a concession, not a glorious victory. It's what's left when, after analyzing and molding and polishing every inch of its form, the creator finally says, "This is all I've got–I can't do any better."
"Inspiration is for amateurs," said Chuck Close, a highly acclaimed photographer and painter whose works sell for millions of dollars. "The rest of us just show up and get to work." (Click here to tweet this!)
If you want to do great work, keep showing up every day and eventually the muse shows up too.
What are your thoughts on doing great work? Have anything else to share? Let me know in the comments below!


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An appeal has been made to Donegal farmers and other users of pesticides to ensure that best practice measures to protect drinking water quality are always followed.
This follows confirmation that exceedances in pesticides are on the increase across County Donegal with two exceedances detected during 2018 in the River Eske Public Water Supply.
These latest exceedances in County Donegal follows on from previous exceedances noted in 2017 in the River Eske Public Water Supply and also the Killybegs Public Water Supply as well as low level detections in many other supplies.
Efforts to reduce the incidence of detections are being coordinated by the National Pesticides and Drinking Water Action Group (NPDWAG) which is chaired by the Department of Agriculture, Food and the Marine. All of the key stakeholders are represented in this group and include other Government departments and agencies; local authorities; industry representative bodies; farming organisations; water sector organisations; and amenity sector organisations.


"Physicists do not live in an ivory tower; they are not spared the ravages of history," wrote Prof. Peter Freund upon his retirement at the University of Chicago in 2002, following a half-century career in supersymmetry and string theory.
Freund knew. Born into a Romanian Jewish family during a tumultuous era in Europe, he narrowly avoided the Holocaust and later a Communist firing squad before escaping the country. He eventually became a professor at the University of Chicago, studying particle physics. But even as he picked at the fabric holding the universe together, he was thinking about art, beauty and the forces of history.
Freund, who later wrote fiction and nonfiction that explored the themes of morality, fate, beauty, war and oppression that had impacted his life, died March 6. He was 81.
Freund was born in 1936 in Timișoara, Romania to a wealthy Jewish family; his mother was an opera singer, his father a doctor. Even as other Jews were executed or sent to concentration camps during World War II, their community survived by bribing officials. But the Soviet rule that followed proved dangerous too. In 1956, Freund joined a demonstration that ended with him and other students lined up against a wall with Communist tanks pointed at them. Somehow the order to fire never came, and the students escaped.
Shortly after, the family fled to Austria, and Freund got his PhD in physics at the University of Vienna. In 1965, he joined the faculty of the University of Chicago, where he would remain for the rest of his career.
These included supersymmetry and string theory, including a branch that tied string theory with a mathematical concept called p-adic numbers, as well as a concept called AdS/CFT correspondence, which relates quantum models of particles with quantum models of gravity.
Freund wrote two well-regarded physics texts, Introduction to Supersymmetry (1986) and Superstrings (1988), and was elected a fellow of the American Physical Society.
He had long been regarded as the departmental storyteller, and he had been writing his own stories for three decades before he began publishing them in 2007. His first book was a work collecting stories about the famous physicists of the 20th century called A Passion for Discovery; his fiction includes Tales in a Minor Key, West of West End and Belonging.
His fiction was just another medium, friends said; his musical tastes ran from opera to Metallica, and he occasionally sang as a baritone for the Evanston-based Light Opera Works.
He is survived by his wife Lucy, two daughters and five grandchildren. A memorial service at the University is planned for the spring.


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Gaffer's Dugout Debut
First Game in Charge for Ryan Lowe
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RYAN Lowe cannot wait to get back into the dugout as his side prepare to face Paul Wotton's Truro City in our opening pre-season friendly at Treyew Road this evening.
The Argyle manager takes charge of a Pilgrims side for the first time against a Truro team that also has a new boss following the appointment last week of Wotton, a legendary former Pilgrim player and, most recently, Argyle's assistant manager up to the end of last season.
"I'm looking forward to just the game first and foremost," said Ryan. "Truro, we know, will be a difficult game for us because of the standards and the levels, which is fine; we respect that; that's not a problem."
Although the game is Ryan's Argyle debut, he is less concerned with the scoreline at the end of 90 minutes, seeing it as more an exercise in fitness for his side.
"The most important thing is we get some minutes and volume in the legs," he said. "We'll be up for it, ready. We'll probably get two teams out there to get 45 minutes in their legs and see where we go from there.
"I'm looking forward to all the pre-season games, we have got a lot of local ones and then a big one here – we will have one over in Spain, also – so we are looking forward it."
Paul Wotton is held in the highest regard at Argyle as a player and Lowe recognises the test that lies ahead for his new-look Greens.
He said: "I've come up against Paul many times during my career. He has done justice for this club and done really well over the years. I'm sure he'll have his lads up for it, but, again, we are looking forward to an exciting game."
Tuesday's encounter with the White Tigers may not be the last contact we have over the season, as Ryan admitted there could be an opportunity for Argyle's younger players to join the Cornish Evo-Stik Southern League Premier Division South outfit on loan to enhance their development away from Home Park.
"I'll speak to Paul," he said. "If there are players he likes, obviously he's worked with a lot of them and probably knows them better than me.
"If there are a couple of youngsters he wants to take out on loan, to gain some experience and work with him, then great – I'll have a chat with him."
A True Argyle Team
ARGYLE went down to a 3-1 defeat at Torquay United in their latest pre-season fixture but it was a game where manager Ryan Lowe could extract some positive signs.
Argyle Youth 7-0 Chippenham
ARGYLE'S Under-17 side produced a clinical display of finishing to defeat Chippenham Town 7-0 in the sunshine at Marjon University.
Argyle @ Torquay - the Line-Ups
NEW signing Alex Palmer made his debut at Torquay United on Tuesday night, less than six hours after signing for the Pilgrims
This One's a Keeper
GOALKEEPER Alex Palmer joins Ryan Lowe's Argyle in pursuit of the first-team experience that will help him fulfil his undeniable potential.


Your teeth will look longer and more proportioned, resulting in a balanced smile.
A beautiful smile is like a work of art – the smile is the frame, the gums are the matting, and the teeth are the featured subject. Much like the cuticles on your fingernail, the gums can cover up tooth structure, making your teeth appear short and wide. When the proportion of gum to tooth are off, it results in a smile that appears to be mostly gums.
A gum lift, or gum contouring, is a procedure where a laser is used to remove gum tissue from the top of teeth. The removal of this excess tissue actually increases the amount of tooth that is visible, making it appear longer. Gum contouring can make the teeth look longer, larger, and more proportioned, resulting in a balanced smile.
If you are considering a gum lift, it is vital to have a doctor ensure that your gums are healthy (not red or swollen). Then, the cosmetic dentist will evaluate your gum line, assessing which areas need contouring and how to achieve symmetry of the teeth. The procedure is quick and nearly painless. The discomfort associated with the laser has been described as a mild snapping or burning sensation, which quickly subsides.
Other common gingival esthetic problems that can be corrected with a gum lift or gingival contouring, include uneven (asymmetrical) gingival contours, the loss of papillae (small amounts of gum tissue between your teeth) and exposed root surfaces.


Nice variety. All of these are books I haven't read though I have been tempted by The Night Circus more than once. Come see what I read last week. Happy reading!
I downloaded Byrd for my kindle, it sounds great. Enjoy your week.
I still haven't read Night Circus.


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Donna Strickland Becomes 3rd Woman Ever To Win A Nobel Prize In Physics
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The Nobel Prize in Physics has been awarded to a woman for the first time in 55 years.
Donna Strickland, from Canada, is only the third woman winner of the award, along with Marie Curie, who won in 1903, and Maria Goeppert-Mayer, who was awarded the prize in 1963.
Dr Strickland shares this year's prize with Arthur Ashkin, from the US, and Gerard Mourou, from France.
It recognises their discoveries in the field of laser physics.
Dr Ashkin developed a laser technique described as optical tweezers, which is used to study biological systems.
Drs Mourou and Strickland paved the way for the shortest and most intense laser pulses ever created. They developed a technique called Chirped Pulse Amplification (CPA). It has found uses in laser therapy targeting cancer and in the millions of corrective laser eye surgeries which are performed each year.
Speaking to the BBC, Dr Strickland said it was "surprising" it had been such a long time since a woman had won the award.
However, she stressed that she had "always been treated as an equal", and that "two men also won it with me, and they deserve this prize as much if not more than me".
The award comes a few days after a physicist gave a "highly offensive" lecture at the Cern particle physics laboratory in Geneva in which he said that physics had been "built by men" and that male scientists were being discriminated against.
He has since been suspended by the research centre.
Dr Strickland called the physicist's remarks "silly" and said she never took such comments "personally".
The last woman to win the physics prize, German-born American physicist Maria Goeppert-Mayer, took the award for her discoveries about the nuclei of atoms.
Polish-born physicist Marie Curie shared the 1903 award with her husband Pierre Curie and Antoine Henri Becquerel for their research into radioactivity.
The award is worth a total of nine million Swedish kronor (£770,686; $998,618).
Reacting to her win, Dr Strickland, who is based at the University of Waterloo in Canada, said: "First of all you have to think it's crazy, so that was my first thought. And you do always wonder if it's real.
"As far as sharing it with Gerard, of course he was my supervisor and mentor and he has taken CPA to great heights so he definitely deserves this award. And I'm so happy Art Ashkin also won."
She added: "I think that he made so many discoveries early on that other people have done great things with that it's fantastic that he is finally recognised."
In a statement, the American Institute of Physics (AIP) offered its congratulations to all the winners, adding: "The countless applications made possible by their work, like laser eye surgery, high-power pettawat lasers, and the ability to trap and study individual viruses and bacteria, only promise to increase going forward.
"It is also a personal delight to see Dr Strickland break the 55-year hiatus since a woman has been awarded the Nobel Prize in Physics, making this year's award all the more historic."
(Article Source: BBC)
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By Qanit Riaz Bhalli at October 02, 2018
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Impact in black and white: Petrea Noyes' large, black-and-white mixed media piece called "String of Pearls" is one of the first pieces that greets visitors to the "Black and White" show currently on the walls of the main gallery at Damariscotta's River Arts gallery.
Looking forward: It's a new year, with new things just around the corner at local arts and entertainment venues.
Missing Millie Sabatine – Wife, Mother, and Friend, and Pioneering Whitefield Cheesemaker
"I don't think anyone could not love her, not respect her and like her. She had the answer to every question. … She was a lady with a capital 'L.'" Those were the words of Whitefield resident Cathey Sell, speaking in a recent interview about her friend of more than 20 years, Mildred "Millie" Sabatine. Sabatine, a pioneering cheesemaker and farmer who lived just down the road from Sell, passed away from cancer on Nov. 7 at the age of 83.
Mobius magic at Miles: Last Thursday afternoon, Dec. 19, I had the pleasure of spending time in the art studio downstairs at River Arts in Damariscotta talking with and watching the artists in the Mobius Inc. Creative Expressions program.
Textile artist to the rescue: This is the story of how an old quilt was rescued and transformed into a beautiful coat. More specifically, this is the story of how a woman named Mary Lavandier Myers bought a $3 bag of rummage sale items at the Miles Memorial Hospital League tent sale in Damariscotta earlier this fall into which was stuffed a pink-and-white quilt that was worn out and stained, and gave the quilt to her textile artist friend Jody Halliday to do her magic on. The result: a lovely (and virtually spotless) "art jacket."
Review: Sailboats, Seas, and Clouds Abound at Down East
East Boothbay painter Brad Betts' love for the Maine coast is apparent when one visits Down East Gallery in Edgecomb, which occupies two large buildings on Route 27 – a two-story farmhouse and a recently rejuvenated 1904 post-and-beam barn. The gallery is co-owned by Betts and his wife, Danielle.
The inimitable Mr. Kando: Late last month, I wrote in this column about the importance of the arts – or rather, a number of people helped me write about the importance of the arts, sending me thought-provoking responses to the question, "Why are the arts important?"
Community enrichment through the arts: "I'm pleased to display a few of my pieces at the CLC Y because the Y is a major focal point of our community's resilience," wrote Bristol artist Winslow Myers in a recent press release for his 10-painting exhibit currently on the walls of the Central Lincoln County YMCA in Damariscotta.
"Creativity takes courage." – Henri Matisse
Why the arts?: Regularly, I talk with people that have definite opinions on the importance of the arts – visual, musical, theater, culinary, and so on. Many seem to delight in and thrive on taking part in an artistic pursuit, such as playing a musical instrument, painting, or acting in community theater, whether they are professionals or amateurs. Many others seem to feel similarly fulfilled and excited about being part of the audience for such creative, expressive endeavors.
Representing the beauty of Maine: Lovely Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens, in Boothbay, has been honored for its breathtaking beauty by being chosen by the U.S. Postal Service as one of the 10 garden venues nationwide to be featured in its 2020 American Gardens series of first-class Forever stamps.
MVHS Grad Shooting NYU Film Project on Female Hermit in Lincoln County
Hillia Aho is a second-year student in New York University's prestigious Tisch School of the Arts graduate film program, which counts such star directors as Spike Lee, Martin Scorsese, Ang Lee, and Jim Jarmusch among its alumni.
Follow her anywhere: Whitefield's Sheepscot General on any given Friday evening is a busy, fun place, in large part due to the fact that Fridays from 5-8 p.m. are Pizza Night, the one night each week when one can partake in the sourdough-crusted gloriousness topped with fresh (and often delightfully interesting) ingredients that is Sheepscot General's regionally famous pizza.
"The less there is to look at, the more important it is that we look at it closely and carefully. This is critical to abstract art. Small differences make all the difference." – Kirk Varnedoe, "Pictures of Nothing: Abstract Art Since Pollock"
Masterful work: Open since July, Watershed Center for the Ceramic Arts' new building in Edgecomb, the Joan Pearson Watkins House, houses an art gallery. Currently, the gallery is hosting an exhibit titled "Masters and Apprentices," featuring the work of master basket, wood, blockprint, assemblage, and jewelry artists and their apprentices.
Wanting to see less plastic: I like hanging out with Damariscotta artist Marnie Sinclair. Every so often, the enthusiastic Sinclair just pops up on my arts radar and we chit-chat about her latest project – always, it seems, focused on the environment.