Das Schloss Benrath is a Baroque-style palace in Düsseldorf, Nordrhein-Westfalen, Northwestern Germany. It was erected for the Elector Palatine Charles Theodor and his wife, Countess Palatine Elisabeth Auguste of Sulzbach. Construction began in 1755 and was completed in 1770. The ensemble at Benrath has been proposed for designation as a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
SS-Obersturmbannführer Hans Collani with his wife Elisabeth and daughter Ingeborg in 1943. At this time he lead the Finnisches Freiwilligen-Bataillon der Waffen-SS attached to the elite Wiking Division until mid-1943. He then commanded SS-Freiwilligen-Panzergrenadier-Regiment 49 “De Ruyter” of the 23. SS Freiwilligen Panzergrenadier Division Nederland (niederlandische Nr 1) until he died on 29 July 1944 on Narva front. Collani was awarded posthumously the Knight’s Cross for his bravery and leadership during the battles on Narva River.
Has there ever been a case in RL where a king or queen had living twins or triplets?
Twins? Oh sure, a bunch of them; I can give a handful of examples from the top of my head. The famous Cleopatra’s first children with Mark Antony were twins, Alexander Helios and Cleopatra Selene. King Maximilian I of Bavaria had two sets of identical twin daughters with his second wife: Elisabeth and her twin Amalie married King Frederick William IV of Prussia and King John I of Saxony, respectively, while their younger sisters Sophie and Marie Anne married Archduke Franz Karl of Austria and King Frederick Augustus II of Saxony, respectively (Sophie, incidentally, was the mother of Franz Josef I of Austria, and was sometimes called “the only man” at the Austrian court for her assertiveness). The Duke of Edinburgh’s elder sister Sophie first married one member of the two sets of twins born to the future (and titular) Landgrave of Hesse-Kassel and his wife, a sister of Kaiser Wilhelm II. In fact, the reigning Prince of Monaco just (well, in December 2014) had twins, Gabriella and the new heir to the principality, Jacques.
Triplets? Not that I know of, although it seems a great-granddaughter of the last reigning Prince of Waldeck and Pyrmont (who was himself a brother of Queen Emma of the Netherlands and brother-in-law of Queen Victoria’s youngest son Leopold) had a set of triplets in 2004.
In 1947, when she was a teenager, Elisabeth became a model for a ceramic artist. She fell in love with ceramic art and day by day she learned it by watching. And that’s how it became her passion and profession for the rest of her life.
She had to stop twice. At 39 years old she had a terrible car accident and she went through 19 surgeries. Almost 35 years later she had to stop again. Her husband was diagnosed with cancer and Elisabeth took care of him till the last moment of his life.
Today Elisabeth’s work is displayed in many public areas of Switzerland. When I met her a few weeks ago on the streets of Zürich, she was coming from a printing shop where she picked up some business cards. At 83 years old she enjoys life, she makes new friends and still remembers very well how she fell in love with ceramic art almost 70 years ago.
In Geneva, which she knew very well, the Empress visited her favourite pastry shop, bought toys for her grandchildren, and, as always, retired very early.
The following morning, a Geneva newspaper carried a news items to the effect that Empress Elisabeth of Austria was staying at the hotel Beau Rivage. It was never established who had informed the newspaper. This report sealed Elisabeth’s fate.
On September 10, the empress intended to return to Montreux by lake steamer scheduled to leave at one forty in the afternoon. Her servant had already gone ahead with the luggage, watched by the Italian anarchist Luigi Lucheni. Accompanied by Irma Sztaray, as always dressed in black, her fan in one hand and the parasol in the other, Elisabeth walked to the landing stage, only a few hundered meters from the hotel. And it was on this path that Luccheni was lying in wait. When the two ladies came abreast him, he threw himself on them and stabbed the Empress. His aim was accurate. Elisabeth fell on her back. But the force of the fall was broken by the weight of her hair. She got to her feet immediately after the fall and thanked all those who helped, speaking in German, French, and English. The hotel porter who witnessed the deed, begged the two ladies to return to the hotel, but Elisabeth refused.
Sisi asked Countess Sztaray what did the man want, and if perhaps he wanted to take her watch. It was not until they were on board, that the Empress colapsed. It was thought that she had fainted as a result of fright she had endured. It was only when Countess Sztáray noticed a small brown stain above the Empress’s left breast, that the extent of the tragedy became evident.
The boat turned around and sped back to Geneva. The Empress was bedded on an improvised litter and returned to the hotel as quickly as possible. There the doctor could do nothing but pronounce her dead.
Lovely to stop in on my 95 year-old great aunt Nonie in Port Alfred. She’s currently reading The Catcher in the Rye but, not being a sex-crazed 17 year-old American high school dropout, she isn’t sure if she can identify with it enough to really enjoy it.
We then hop down the coast to Kasouga to stay with my dad’s cousin Peter and his wife Elisabeth, who together founded St Mark’s, the school I taught in for five months on my gap year. It’s another free night for the lads, with a walk on the sand dunes of the wild and empty beach followed by a braii and characteristic intellectual interrogation by Peter!
In between takes, David Tennant chats happily with the pupils, who are volunteers - and wannabe TV stars - from local schools. “Have you broken it?” he exclaims, when one girl snaps her watchstrap. “Ooh dear, the whole show will collapse now! We’re gonna have to cancel cos you’ve broken your watch.”
Students, students, going to and fro, students, students, students. In the middle of the throng are the Doctor, Sarah Jane, Rose, and Mickey. “It’s time I had a word with Mr. Finch,” the Doctor tells them, and heads into the school foyer.
“CUT” says James [Hawes, director], and then turns to Jon [Older, assistant director]. “The kids are walking in too fast. It needs to be five times as slow.”
“I’ve never seen anybody so keen to get to school,” agrees Elisabeth.
And then Noel thumps K9′s head so hard that one of his ears snaps off. “Is it broken?” asks the producer, Phil Collinson. “How long will it take to fix?”
It’ll take 10 minutes to fix, because the ear was linked to a servo. K9′s side panel is removed once again, and out comes the screwdriver to fix it. “No twisting the ear this time,” says James.
“Can I pretend to twist it, though?” asks Noel.
“No! Be nice to the doggie!” replies Phil firmly.
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Hello Ashlee. I found your video about voice tutorial on youtube and find your voice really great. I'm a visual artist based in London doing a short film about an intimate encounter with a blind person and I'm wondering if you might be interested in doing the voice over for the film, it's about 500 words. Let me know and I can tell you more about it. Thanks, Elisabeth Molin
Hi Elisabeth, that sounds really interesting! Why don’t you contact me at email@example.com to talk more about it.