
Major Percy Marlborough Stewart (1871-1962) was a Cambridge-educated adventurer, tourist, big game hunter scholar, teacher, shark fisherman, philanthropist, country landowner, soldier and landscape gardener, amongst other things. Today I went to visit some lakes and gardens he built on his estate and later bequeathed to the townsfolk of Pocklington, North Yorkshire. I also visited a museum dedicated to his many round-the-world trips.
“I suddenly said to my wife: ‘We’re terribly dull people, let’s travel around the world and then we shall have something to talk about.’”
I bought a book about his life. He was pretty badass. Here are some things I’ve found out about him so far:
- He bought, on impulse, a giant piece of redwood tree (15ft long, 12ft diameter) for $100 from the Seattle, had it shipped to Hull via Cape Horn in South America, and then had a special railway truck constructed to transport it inland to his estate, where it was carved into a summer house.
- In 1908, he was dining with his wife in a hotel in Mexico City when an earthquake struck. Whilst diners fled, he coolly took out his pocket watch and timed the duration of the earthquake.
- Whilst shark fishing at Honolulu in 1906, he caught a 17ft bullnose shark using a dead horse as bait.
The International Syndicate of Cult Film Critics aim to celebrate shoddy B-movies and straight-to-video films. We will cover these flicks fondly, with tongues firmly kept in our cheeks. The one thing we ask of those who contribute to the Club is that you must watch the film in its entirety, even if this means having to strap yourself down onto a chair and getting your eyelids locked out like Alex DeLarge from ‘A Clockwork Orange’. It is imperative that you absorb the visual treats.
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