Image: radiology nurse technician, WW1 France 1918
Uncle Brewster was the first man to play with the idea of full body armour for the local constabulary.
In his day in the wilds of colonial Australia it was common for the bushrangers to use the police as target practice and Uncle Brewster being the practical man he was decided enough was enough and so set himself the task of developing an armour that was both practical and serviceable.
Uncle Brewster was at that time married to my Aunt Agatha a woman of some means and purpose. She took this photo of her husband the day he perfected his armour. The headpiece speaks for itself but his body protection left a little to be desired as his theory of the concave surface being such that bullets would be deflected was not as successful in real life as he had hoped for.
His early death at the hands of the bushranger, Granger the Gorgeous, was the last time Uncle’s armour was ever worn.
But as my Aunt was reported to have said at the time, he went down in a shower of shrapnel, with his boots on and not a scratch on his head.
Written for: http://caveofscribes.starvingactivist.com/2015/02/23/scribes-cave-picture-prompt-61/
He was a real Colonial boy 🙂 LOL good use of the prompt, Michael – as always. Poor Uncle Brewster.
I think he saw it as his claim to fame which sadly went down the drain. Thanks Lyn lovely to have you drop by.
I loved the photo when I first pulled up this post, Michael. At first glance I wondered if it was some fanciful gardening garb you were going to write about! Actually, Uncle Brewster may have fared better if it were only the gardening he had to worry about!
I think he had ambitions beyond the garden much to his ultimate demise. Thanks Mandy, hope you are doing well today.
Always do better after reading you. You tend to make me smile 🙂
Tending to make you smile gives me a smile too. Cheesy I know but that’s just how it is.
🙂
Granger the gorgeous… laughing. Poor uncle Brewster, looking at that outfit one would think it bullet proof.
Thanks Jenny I think that was uncle’s downfall.
Well, that was an interesting story, Michael and no matter what the downfall, I always seem to end with a smile:)
Always good to know I can do that for you. Enjoy your weekend.
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I actually got the correct url http://summerstommy.com by following another blogger, who had mentioned your correct url somewhere.
You have a high standard of writing and deserve more exposure to the community.
Best wishes,
Jess.
Thanks for that Jess I didn’t know that.
Thanks also for your very encouraging comment.
Fabulous! I think we’ve all had or known an Uncle Brewster type. Love it!
Thanks Andree, it’s a fun prompt you always give me a idea each time…