Phil a True Life Story: Life as a Boy

By P.S. Kavanagh

The book seeks to tell a very truthful story of my own life as a boy and up to the age of 16 years old, this is only part one of a two part book, the second part tells of my life from the age of 18 to the present day.

I am the Author of the book and tell much of what happened in my life as a boy, some of you may find hard to believe but all can be verified, I grew up in Leeds West Yorkshire, but not all my life was here, I also spent time in London from the age of 15, until reaching the age of 16 when I went back to Leeds, I worked as an 18 year old in London on building sites at 15 year old, then moved from that to working in a warehouse.

This was much easier work, I worked out the rest of the year here, then went back home, on Christmas eve, 1973, however not wanted back home, I found myself living at my eldest brothers for the next few Months, then I was back on the streets.

Regards P.S. Kavanagh.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Feb 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781504998666

P.S. Kavanagh

I am Philip Kavanagh, Born October 18th 1956, I am one of a family of seven, I began life in St Mary's Hospital Leeds, We lived in a little back to back house in a place behind the LGI (Leeds General Infirmary) where for the first six Months I was to live with my parents two brothers and one sister, we were a poor family back then, but only because the English took everything from us many hundreds of years previous and why, is because we hundreds of years back, had been a Catholic family. My father was a hard working man as most people were back then, he did his best to bring home a good wage, but that wasn’t always possible. As a child my father and his elder brother spent a long time in hospital suffering from TB but dad would ask his mum to bring him in home work from school so as not to get left behind. My life was only just beginning and Oh what a life that would turn out to be, the book tells a good story and it’s well worth reading.

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Phil a true-life story

Preface to the MacMurrough C/Kavanagh’s & their Rise to power

A new book by P. S. Kavanagh

My name is Philip S Kavanagh I am born of one of the greatest families in history, though you wouldn’t know this without a book that will follow, called.

The MacMurrough C/Kavanagh’s & their rise to power.

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After reading the following, some people may think, that the name MacMurrough would have been the name that was kept by the family, however, the truth is, the name MacMurrough, was lost to history, this because the Irish people held Dermot MacMurrough, solely responsible, for the cambro Norman invasion of Ireland.

This is said to be born out, because Dermot and other members of his family were buried in Ferns.

At the sight of their inauguration, which was Ferns castle, they that were buried there, were buried with a dog, which the Irish back then, held as the lowest degradation or insult they could give, to they that were kings of Leinster and Ireland.

This because the Irish people back then were led to believe, that it was the fault of Dermot MacMurrough, that the Cambro Norman invasion took place, it was not Dermot’s fault at all, yes he did invite them to help him, but they did turn him down.

He put together an army, through going round the drinking houses of south Wales and paid men a large sum of money, to help him fight a battle; he had already said he didn’t wish to fight, so just how it became his fault is beyond me.

However, in recent times, the Irish have learned the real truth about Dermot and his family, how it may well have been the fault of another king and the High King of Ireland, whose name was Rory O’Conner, Tiernan O’Rourke, was the instigator since after accepting one hundred gold crowns from Dermot, for the said kidnapping of Tiernans wife.

Which in any event, was a staged kidnapping, set up by Dermot and the wife of Tiernan O’Rourke, to make it look like a kidnapping, this because the wife of Tiernan wanted to be with and was a lover of, Dermot MacMurrough.

Her name, was Dervorgil, Tiernan didn’t like the idea, that one of his four wives, had gone off with Dermot, so for this, he began, some two years later, to try to get her back, this after Dermot had paid and apologised for what he had done.

Tiernan wasn’t happy, even though he’d accepted the gold from Dermot; Dervorgil had already had children to Dermot.

They were Eva MacMurrough and Donel MacMurrough, (here is where the name change happened) it is possible there may have been another, So Dermot had paid for what he had done and gave back to Tiernan, the wife he had supposedly kidnapped.

Dervorgil was sent to a Convent, or so it is said, what did happen to her, it’s not certain, since after that time, she was never seen or heard of again.

I don’t understand why Tiernan was so unhappy, since he’d taken the one hundred gold crowns, accepted Dermot’s apology and got back his wife, it isn’t as if kings didn’t rent their wives out to other kings back then, they did, especially if the wife of the king couldn’t bare him a child.

So there is the answer to the question, was Dermot guilty of causing the invasion, or was it Tiernan and Rory who were solely responsible, since it was they that ousted Dermot from Ireland.

That in so doing, Dermot, had no choice, but, to seek help, to regain his Kingdome,

the help wasn’t offered, by the people he sought help from, so he went around the drinking houses of Wales, England and took back with him to Ireland, several hundred Welsh men, whom Dermot paid well for their services, some would die in battle, but their families would be supported, if this happened.

This book traces my family’s very early beginnings, and brings you to where some of us are today.

However, not through any fault of our own, more rather because of the English, here is an outline as to my own family’s growth and descent, unknown to me until I did the research, it goes like this.

It is said, that fallen angels came down to earth and took up with the women of men, here arise the race known as the Nephilim, the Nephilim were of giant statue, some are said to have been up to 36 feet tall.

Be this true or fall’s, I can’t say for certain, the only thing I do know, is that, some knew them as the Sumerian’s and that it would seem to be born out, if you consider the size of some of the skeleton’s being found today.

From these Nephilim or Sumerian’s came the race known as the Scythians, these were normal sized people, born as a slave race, it is also said, that these Scythian people were given weapons of war; hence they became the beginners of wrong doing.

From the Scythian people of Asia and the Steppe, the Bosphorus which was an area of land that stretched from Siberia Russia, to the Mongolian lands of China, from Asia, Asia Minor, Eurasia and the Indus which stretched right into Africa, and took in parts of Egypt, here were the Scythian people.

These people are said to have been nomad wanderers that eventually became a farming community, but were also a very fierce fighting warrior like people, that became very good with weapons.

Namely the bow and arrow and the sword in time, these people though nomads invaded many areas and took over these areas through wars and fighting, eventually incorporating all whom they overcame in war, into their own ways of life.

They discovered the way of riding a horse, as well as using it for food, they discovered the carriage, they discovered the wheel and it was they that discovered the way to add and subtract.

Some say, that because these Scythian people, left no records or writings that they could not read or write.

This is not so, they were reading and writing very early on, it was they that discovered the way to read and write, contrary to scientific belief, they did leave writings, these have been found, they discovered how to add and subtract, then through the ogam alphabet, to read and write, which was created via ogaman.

Their reading and writing must have come first, since they came here, long before anyone else did, as the Sumerians, or as some see them, the Nephilim giants.

Some say it was through Phoenius Farsa, that these people were able to add and subtract, or be able to read and write, a relative of the past.

However, it is more likely to have been one of his son’s, or one of his son’s, son’s so I go with the name rather than the said creator of the alphabet, since no person has actual proof of the creator, but since Ogaman did exist, then this is the person, I believe, responsible for the Ogam Alphabet.

These people invaded Egypt and took Babylon; they occupied Mesopotamia, all the Asia’s the Indus to the Northern Persian Empire.

In truth where ever they went, they were feared because of their ferocity, and to that end it was these people that to all intent have populated most if not all the world.

These people were originally a quiet and in most times farming community, that grew to become not only kings of lands in one area, but of almost all areas of the world.

It is from these people my family arose; they are said, to have been, fair of skin with blond to red hair and gleaming blue eyes, one of these people being King Milesius of Spain, some may have called him Brogan, since Milesius had many names throughout the far east, he was often called Miled also.

These people are mentioned in the bible, they are part of the bloodline of the holey grail, and what’s more is that they became the worlds kings and queens.

They are the royalist of all royals, since they arrive on this world, described as being born of the first man.

Who was the first man, has always been a question asked by many; the truth there is no one knows.

Were they the Ananaki? (Sumerians) The very first race of men on Earth, maybe they were, if so, then they very certainly could read and write, since it is from these that, the oldest written language on Earth comes, it was known as cuneiform.

The second oldest language is that which was spoken by the queen of Sheba known as (Sanskrit), however, back some thousands of years previous to even Sanskrit, Tamil may well have formed one of the worlds oldest languages and is still spoken today.

The Scythian people were the kings of Egypt, in this time, known as the Hyksos, or the shepherd kings of Egypt.

Ruled by Pharaoh Sheshi, (Mayebre) as the 15th dynasty 1663 to 1555 BC it is said, that Milesius king of Spain married Scotta, the daughter of one of the Pharaoh’s and that it is from here that our family began.

Scotta could have been the daughter of Sheshi (Mayebre), but this is not known for certain, there could also have been more than one Scotta.

I point this out, because in some texts, some say it was Goidol Glas that married Scotta, be that true or falls no one really knows, some say it was Milesius, unless Milesius was also known as Goidol Glas, even this is not really known for sure.

Though, It has come to light in recent times that, there are a number of Pharaoh’s that may have had a daughter named Scotta (Scotia), however, it is pretty much difficult to know, which one of the Pharaoh kings Scotta was the daughter of.

It has also become known, that Scotta may well have been the half sister of Tutankhamen.

Before this, the Scythian race ruled all the Asia’s and the Indus; they came from the Siberian lands in Russia and spread out across the steppes of Asia and the Bosphorus. Conquering everywhere, they travelled.

They defeated Darius the 1st (the great) of Persia, yet some have called them Persian, they were not Persian, although it is possible that even the Persian people could be of the Scythian race.

Since all, that the Scythians’ defeated in battle became a part of their people, so it is possible that they were also the Persian’s.

It is my belief, that they were the Persians, that, or they were the Scythian/Persians.

I cannot be one hundred percent sure of this, since the Persian people, did fight against them in war.

I do know the Scythians were not originally Persian, however, on a number of occasions, the Persian army, did fight against the Scythian army, at times, the Scythian army, did lose their battle against the Persian army, or so it is said.

The immortals are said to have fought for the Persian army, but as far as I know, the Immortals, originally fought on the side of the Scythians’ anyone seeing the film the 300, would be aware of a group of warrior like masked men, these were the Immortals.

They were real people, who believed they could never be killed, that if they were killed in battle, they would always be reborn.

They fought alongside the Scythian race, but as far as I know, not along side the Persian army, though something that has recently come to light is that the Persian army was made up of many tribes and races of people.

Hence, they too, may well have been known as Scythian as well as Persian.

It is known, that these Scythian or Persian people defeated Alexander the great and sacked Rome; they fought against the Greek army, which were then called the Spartans.

Eventually they reached Europe, at this point, they are said to have vanished, as if into thin air.

As stated some people have called these Scythian people Persian, in films it shows you Xerxes as being Persian and he was, since his father was Darius 1st (the great), ruler of the Persian empire.

If these Scythian people were the Persian’s, then they were fighting their own people, because Darius himself went against the Scythian people and was defeated by them.

Hence, the Persians could have been Scythian, but I doubt it would be the other way round.

It was the Scythian (Persians) that took Babylon; it was they that took a part of Egypt, under the Hyksos people.

However, the Scythian people were once defeated after being attacked in a battle at the Nile delta.

Here the Persian king (father of Darius 1st the great) and one of his son’s, built bridges across the Nile River, here they gave great defeat to the Scythian race.

The Persians had attacked the Scythians on three sides, ensuring a great defeat, they killed all men and left only women alive, they killed new born babies too, if they were boy’s, these women became the Amazon women, better known to most as a mythical race, yet they are now known to have lived for real.

It is known that the Scythian army fought alongside the Persian army at the battle of Marathon, however, the Athenian army defeated the Persian / Scythians, these were the Greeks who were then victorious in battle.

If the Scythian people vanished once they had reached Europe, it is only because, they became a part of other community’s.

They were still conquering areas of the world, eventually getting across the waters to Ireland, and becoming the movements of people that were named as the Parthalons, Milesians, the Firbolgs, the Tuath De Dannan, and the Pict’s to name but a few. They had integrated themselves with the European ways of life and so well, that they were not able to be told apart, these then became the Polish, the Indians of North America, the Vikings of Norway and Sweden, in fact Attila the Hun himself was a Scythian, from Hungary, a part of the Austro Hungarian Empire.

From Milesius came eight sons, some say nine son’s, these through two wives it is said.

Both are said to have been daughters of Pharaoh Kings of Egypt, though it is not known for certain, who the Pharaoh Kings were, they are thought to be of two known Pharaoh’s.

The other thing is, that it is possible, for Milesius only to have married one wife and not two, as some believe.

While one of these women is known well, the other is not. The one that is known is Sco tia she being known as Scotta and possibly half sister to Tutankhamen, Sco tia it is said, had a sister who married king Solomon of Israel.

I cannot say much about the wife of Solomon, since that part of my family’s genealogy I have never delved into, as yet.

Though I do know, that it was Sco tia whom had son’s, two of these son’s became the rulers or Kings of Ireland, while other captains of the fleet ruled as lesser kings in other areas of Ireland given them via Hermon and Eber Scot.

Scotland got its name from Sco tia, this because, for a time Scotta and her son’s, had landed in the western part of the Country.

Then giving that area of land a name, that name being Scotias land, eventually becoming shortened to Scotland, here for a short time, Scotta and her family became the rulers.

Though only a short time was spent in that area of western Scotland, the Scottish people do know, that it was Scotta herself, that gave that area of the UK its name, this they hold onto as being perfectly true and it is.

It was from here, Scotta and her family left, to go to the land they had been told about by their Druid many years previous.

The land, we all now know as Ireland, many years ago, had another name, it hadn’t been called Ireland, it was originally known as Eiru, becoming known as Eire, then over time, that name was lengthened, to its name, as we now know it, Ireland.

Britain got its name through Britain Maol who had been sent here through the son of Scotta and it is from him that the Pictish kings arose.

Here is where all the Kings and queens of England, Scotland and Wales came as descendants of the son’s of Scotta.

From these two son’s came my family line, who were also kings of Ireland, who’s line included Cu Chorb in 120 AD king of all Ireland, he went on to have son’s that became king’s of Ireland and it’s from these son’s, that came all the sept’s and kings of Ireland, Scotland and Wales. In time all having different names, but so that people might know, they kept records and genealogies, a record of cousins can be traced.

Ui means cousin or related to, Mac or Mc means son of, names can also be traced Such names as O’Neil, Conchobare, who’s English form of the name is O’Conner, MacMurchada, English form of the name is MacMurrough, MacCarthaigh, became McCarthy, and other forms of names were changed, so that these names could be spoken via the English.

This to name but a few of the ones that did become kings, all names mentioned here became kings of certain areas of Ireland; the kings were termed as lesser kings, or Ri and this because they ruled only a small area, or as was then a Province.

Whereas such Kings as the O’Neils, O’Conners, MacMurrough’s, O’Brian’s and the McCarthy’s all had Kings, who were not just Kings of A Province, but of the whole Island of Ireland and termed as ArdRi.

Then came the Vikings of history, who invaded the Leinster Province, Munster, Waterford and eventually took Dublin.

These Vikings Ruled as kings of Dublin for around one hundred years before Brian Borumi (Brian Boru)(Brian O’Brien) came on the scene.

Brian took up arms against the Vikings of Dublin and along with the Vikings the MacMurrough’s of Leinster fought.

Eventually Brian and his men took back Dublin, and vanquished the tyrant Vikings from Ireland, or so it was said, yet it is known, that many of the Vikings just left and went to Waterford.

Where they gave the name to that City, as they did to Dublin, (Bail Ath Cliath), Brian then became the King of all Ireland; he was Crowned King of all Ireland at the rock of Cashel in County Cork.

Then he married into the family that had fought against him and alongside the Vikings, these were the MacMurrough’s of Leinster, the then Kings of that Province and at times kings of all Ireland, not to mention a host of other places throughout many areas within this world of ours.

The MacMurrough’s became the C/Kavanagh’s one of the most powerful sept’s in Ireland the Cavanagh’s/Kavanagh’s also kings of Leinster, of the Isle of Mann, and various other areas of the world.

Were related to and a part of the Viking family, they were the Military Governors of Prague, they were very high up in the Austro Hungarian Empire as well as being the captains of many of the worlds Armies and navies.

It is indeed from these O’Neils, O’Brian’s, O’Donnell’s, O’Conner’s, McCarthy’s, O’Tool’s, O’Kelly’s, O’Rourke’s, O’Birn’s, C/Kavanagh’s that all the Kings and queens of Ireland, England, Wales and Scotland arise and what’s more.

Is that they, to all intent are all one and the same family since all the sept’s of these family’s originate from one source and that being the son’s of Cu Chorb, who himself arose from the said Hermon and Eber Scot, these then became known as the Scots, Irish or vice versa.

You would find that through tracing my family, you would come across names like Richard Fitzgilbert De Clare, who was not only the Earl of Clare England, but was also the Earl of Pembroke Wales, who married Eva MacMurrough Kavanagh in 1171 and hence was also made Lord of Leinster, while Eva was made Duchess of Ireland.

The family, are able to be traced, in many ways, they appear in the magna charter as well as on the blood line of the holly grail, they at these times, had of course, different names.

The Cavanagh/Kavanagh family of history were at one time, the ones that extracted the so-called black rents from the English.

This under the Kingdome of Art Mor, and Art Oge Kavanagh, this with good reason, since under the Vikings of Dublin who were related to the MacMurrough’s / Kavanagh’s and were kings of Scotland, of Northumbria, kings of Yorkshire and of many other areas of land, within this place we now call England.

England was at one time, separated into kingdoms, just as Ireland was, this is why we have areas named like so, England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales, were these back then known as provinces.

The name Richard Fitzgilbert may to all intent, not mean that much to you, because you don’t know the name, but he was great, great grandson to one William the Conqueror king of England.

Whose father was a Viking, the first duke of Normandy king of France?

His name was Robert, who may best be remembered by the name he was most commonly known, that being Rollo, his real name was Rolf Ragnervaldsson.

Who was a descendant of Ring Sigurd, who was related to Sigurd Ricky whose son became one of the kings of Dublin and Yorkshire?.

Whose family members came from Lodbrok Ragner, Lodbrok Ragner was a Viking from Poland or Russia, whose family originate from Olaf, who is said to have originated from Priam of Troy.

Right or wrong, many of the other Vikings did live and what’s more, there is proof that they did.

These were kings of great areas of the world, as well as being some of the greatest known Warrior warlords that ever lived, all accepting the great Genghis Khan.

These Vikings were known in most parts of the world, yet many people would not know, that many of these Viking family’s came from within Russia, and Poland, this after they had conquered these parts of the world, taking over and becoming kings within these areas.

These may have been the race earlier mentioned as Scythian people who vanished when they had reached Europe.

Vikings originate as far as is known, from Sweden, Denmark and Norway, yet went as far as Russia, Poland, Ireland and Northern England, they travelled in long ships across vast oceans and invariably took all they came across, they raped and pillaged all areas they travelled in and then inevitably became the kings within these areas.

They were known as Vikings, a gang like or war like group who came in hordes took what they wanted and vanished again, yet on their return became the rulers of many lands.

This, much like the Scythians of the past, these were the Vikings, valiant in war as were the Scythian people thousands of years previous, whom had reached as far as Austria and possibly Sweden and Denmark, yet this is not fully known.

However, Austria is known as one of the last areas that the Scythians were known to have travelled to.

Tombs or burial chambers of these people have been found in Austria as well as in Siberia, India, Iran, Iraq and Poland, the tombs were known as kurgans or burial mounds.

This is known, because all tombs found, have the same kind of designs within them and the same burial chambers, not to mention the way that their people were buried, this in it’s self, is proof that they were the same people.

Warriors they were and like the Vikings some of the best known Warlords on the face of the Earth.

Excepting the few in other countries, such as Genghis Kahn, and Attila the Hun, whom was anyway, a Scythian, or descendent there of.

It was the English that because our family and all others mentioned in Ireland, had originally been Catholic that they brought about our downfall.

This in any event, did not happen until 1631 and if the truth be known, it would be much closer to 1691, since Charles Kavanagh, who, by this time, had become a patron of France.

Came back from France to Ireland and fought for the last time, the English, in the Jacobean war of 1691, failing in his plight, Charles went back to France, where his son Ignatius Kavanagh, became the captain of the French Irish Brigade and the Kingdome of the Kavanagh’s was done.

These Kavanagh’s had been one of, if not the last body, of ruling kings of Leinster and Ireland, one of the most wealthy and powerful clans in Ireland, with their lands stolen from them, their houses and their castles all taken, or blown to bit’s, firstly by the army’s of Elizabeth 1st, then by Cromwell.

They that were allowed to stay were forced by the new English overlords, to pay extortionate rents, for what was their own property, this mainly because of one Arthur Cavanagh.

Who under the surrender and regrant of land and property, which had been set up by Henry the VIII many years previous, gave up his land and property, so that it would be granted back to him, under that surrender and regrant policy, along with an English title.

He had been tricked by the English, since this didn’t happen until some fourty two years later.

It was at this point in time, that all the C/Kavanagh’s would lose their land and property, since it was taken; the English came to believe, that if one Kavanagh had given up his land and property, so had the rest of them.

They were then, systematically, thrown from their homes, from their lands, all they had was confiscated illegally, even though, none of the rest, had given up anything, everything was taken from them, all because of one man.

From this time on, many thousands of Irish people were taken, as what the English called, indentured slaves, these were given to traders, no money was ever charged for them.

They were being sent to breading colonies in St Kits and St Lucia; this is why the English say that they will not apologize, to the Irish people for taking Irish as slaves, since they say they never did.

If that were true, then why is it, that many Black people have Irish surnames, these you will find, are found in the areas of the world, where slavery was rife by the English, you will also find, that many of the street names within these countries or islands, have Irish names.

Are the English saying then, that these have just come about, these street names have come from Irish men, whom have survived their treatment and eventually released as the indentured.

I know this is fact, as do the people of Jamaica and other surrounding islands, so do the English, but don’t make any such apologies to the Irish people, could this be, because many of the Irish are still Catholic I wonder.

These slaves, were then given smallholdings, within these areas and this is fact, though the English would never have admitted, to doing any such thing, it did happen and there is proof in St Kits and St Lucia, besides on other islands within that area of the world.

The English Government back then was run by Oliver Cromwell, who became the lord high protector of England.

A lire and executor of the King of England, this person accused the king of England of treason against his people, possibly making Oliver Cromwell one of the greatest lire’s in known history.

Why I say this, is because, just how a king can commit treason against his own people, I am not too sure, though I think that to be almost impossible, since he was king and the true lawgiver.

It was Cromwell and the men Cromwell made sign a declaration of agreement, to accuse the king of treason against his people, this would then enable them to re establish the house of parliament, this because Cromwell also disbanded or dismissed the house of Parliament.

It was Cromwell that took slaves from Ireland, after he had decided that he should put an end to Catholicism, not only in England, but also in Ireland.

What Cromwell did to people, for someone that was supposed to work for god, who was a believer in the Church of England, but not in Catholicism, which had been the English religion for hundreds of years.

Until Henry the VIII decided, he wanted to remarry, but that under the Papal law, he couldn’t, so he decided to make himself the head over the church of England.

To forfeit his Catholic religion for one that was easier, one that would allow him to remarry, so he was said to have become a Protestant.

This did allow him to remarry, but he wanted a son and none of the women he married could bear him a son, though he did have a daughter.

Her name would be Elizabeth, she would become queen of England after her father had passed away, and would be a Protestant through and through, she hated Catholicism and swore to wipe it out forever.

It was after Elizabeth 1st, that came Cromwell, he too wanted to wipe out Catholics forever, a believer in god, so he said, but anyone that is a believer in god, wouldn’t want to wipe out people in general, just because of their religion would they?.

The truth is, that this man would, I do not know what kind of god would want you to set up any army against his believers, but if this is the case, then I can only say that Oliver Cromwell, was more of a believer in bad than good.

I have something else to point out, that is this, if god didn’t want followers then why is it that everyone believes in the bible, if Cromwell’s protestant religion was the true religion, then why would he want to be killing people.

I doubt that god would order such a deed, so now between Henry the VIII, Elizabeth 1st and Oliver Cromwell; the English religion was now to change forever.

Cromwell and Elizabeth 1st were both barbaric against the Catholics of Ireland and England, Elizabeth and Cromwell both committed genocide against these people, then from they that were left, Cromwell took slaves, he sent these to the Jamaica’s, St Kits and St Lucia, to name but two of the areas he sent them.

These two areas were set up as breading colonies, for African men to bread with white Irish women, and white men to bread with black African women, the thinking there was, that he would get men and women, that could work all day long in the sun and have the stamina of an Irish man or woman.

In truth, this didn’t work out the way he had thought it would, so that in truth, though Cromwell may have known how to put an army together and teach it to fight, he was nothing more than a mass murderer, who sent many Irish families to their deaths for nothing.

These then were slaves, who were treated that badly, they were often beaten to death or starved to death.

Forced to travel on board ships, where they were often forced to walk the plank into an ice-cold sea, still with their chains on, this particularly when food became scarce and either way it was never classed as a crime to kill a Catholic person not by the English government back then.

It was even deemed a good thing to do by the English, who sent thousands to their deaths over many, many years, and this just from Ireland.

Elizabeth the first, for her time, has been put on a par with Hitler and his persecution of the Jews, since in her scorched earth policy of the late 16th and early 17th centuries.

She sent into Ireland, troops that by her own hand, had written that these troops should take no prisoners, that they had to put to death all in their sight men women and children, and in particular boy’s.

That they should kill all cattle, burn all crops and destroy all houses so that in the end there would be nothing left to rule over, and this they did.

Well, there it is, briefly, just as a matter of interest; of course, the book has much more than this in it. The book will contain many real and original documents and include the descent of the family of Noah, it is said, that here you will find the real beginnings of man after the flood.

While it is possible, that the rest of humankind after the flood, could have arisen from the son’s of Noah.

It’s not known that they did, because after the flood, which was said to have been sent by god to wipe out the Nephilim, it never did, there were still giants around after the flood, it was these that gave birth to the Scythian race, these were not wiped out.

Yet I take from what is known and show in the descent of Phoenious Farsa (King) of the Scythian race, who was known to have lived and his son’s, who became the rulers of the entire Scythian race became.

Preface to Phil a true-life story

I am the above Mentioned; I was born the fourth eldest of 7 children, I began my life In October 1956 born in St Marys Hospital, which used to be in Leeds West Yorkshire, but has long since vanished.

My mother was a rather good looking slim woman, my father was pretty much the same, just not a woman, he fancied himself as a rocker by the 1950’s and was born himself in the year 1927.

My mother was born 1930, so my father was 3 years older than my mother was, I have no idea, as to what hospital they were born in, but I don’t suppose that’s too important.

They seemed to get along fine and spent many nights going out as a young couple, my father being 23 by the year 1950, was already listening to rock n roll on the radio, besides going to see live band’s and singers of the time, playing in the pub’s and club’s around the City he lived in, which was Leeds.

The area was very industrial and there seemed to be plenty of work for almost anyone back then, I know this, because my mother and father were the ones that told me.

My father spent a great deal of time painting after work; he was a self-taught fine artist.

He would paint his pictures and artwork onto many things, including wood and carboy bottles, which were huge bottles that originally contained acid or some other chemical to begin with.

Once cleaned out, he could use them and did; he sold these as huge vases to decorate posh homes.

He also made them into lamps and often into a kind of fish tank or bowl with a lamp at the top.

He would cut out a hole in one part of the bottle; this was usually towards the bottom end of the bottle neck.

The carboys had long necks as a rule, some were ten to twelve inch long, and the base of the neck would taper outwards to form the rest of the bottle.

Here is where he would cut the hole, large enough to put your hand in, he would then paint some plants on one side, then fill it with water to see what it would look like with fish in.

He would turn a bulb upside down, so that it hung in the neck of the bottle, this was held in place via a large cork, and through the cork was a long piece of copper tubing.

At the end of the tubing, where the bulb fit in upside-down, there was a screw thread, to this dad would add a light fitting, this would screw onto the copper pipe and was usually made of brass.

At the same time, he would add three wires to the light fitting, which were passed down the copper piping, then he would pull it and the piping through the hole in the cork, so that the light fitting touched the bottom of the cork.

He would then cut another hole in the copper piping, at the very bottom where the pipe was nearest the top of the cork.

He would pull the wire out through the hole he had made, and then cut the wire in half; he would strip back the two lots of wire until it exposed three other wires.

To this, he would attach an electric block, with six very small screws in it; he would undo the screws and fix another set of wires, which came through the hole at the very bottom of the pipe.

This wire was a long one, which had attached to it a plug, at the top of the copper pipe he would pull the wire back through, so that it hung over the side of the copper piping.

Here he would now add a second light fitting, the fitting again had a screw thread as did the copper piping, he’d now cut the wire again so that it came about an inch above the piping, he then striped this back to reveal another three wires, these he attached to the second light fitting.

Which he would then screw onto the piping at the top, this light fitting had another part to it that could be screwed and unscrewed without unscrewing the fitting, which was attached to the top part of the tubing.

Dad at any rate would ensure that this could not be removed from the tubing, because he would now use copper solder and solder the second fitting into place.

Going back to the base of the tube, at the point it met with the cork and where he’d cut the hole, he would get a piece of, what to me looked like a piece of split rubber, he’d place this round the wire, that came out of the hole, then he’d push this into the hole, where it some how held it’s self in place.

Then getting something that looked like a copper ribbon, only this had glue on one side and yet was quite solid, but bendable, he would start at the base where the hole was, he’d cut a slot in the ribbon, then slide this over the rubber he’d put over the electric wire, this would hide the hole in the tubing as if it had never been there, yet left the wire outside the tubing.

He would then take the ribbon and wrap this all the way around the tubing until it reached the top, making sure there were no gaps, or until all the piping was covered.

Once at the top, he would cut what was left of the ribbon off, with a pair of very sharp scissors, then he would leave it to set.

By the next day, he could add a lampshade to it and a light bulb too, he could take the cork from the neck of the bottle place a light bulb in that also, then he’d put something like oil all around the cork so that it slipped into the neck of the bottle With ease.

When placed into the neck of the carboy the cork became a lot more solid and hence held the piping in place easily, along with the lampshade that had now been fitted.

It was now a lamp and a fish tank together, once plugged in, it lit up as he had wanted it to, with fish gravel and a few plants, it looked very good and in later times, he would go even further, making these into tropical tanks and lamps.

I have no idea as to what he would charge for such items, he also painted birds, butterflies and insects on tiles, which he also used to sell.

He would sign them with his name, these he would sell for half a crown each, which back then, was two shillings and sixpence, in today’s money that would be 15p.

That just shows you how much we as a people, are being ripped off by our government, since back then two shillings and sixpence was worth in old pennies 30p which is double what we get today.

Some people may think that this was quite expensive, however it wasn’t, since each picture he painted, would be worth many more times that amount of money, within a very short space of time.

Besides doing all the above he was also a paint and decorator on a weekend and had his own storage unit somewhere in another part of town.

I should point out at this time, I hadn’t yet been born, so what I’m telling you here is what I have been told by my mother and father, brothers and sister, though, when I was born and began to grow up, I would learn the rest for myself.

Mother and father were married in St Marys church in a place called Hunslet, this church had been built in the time of Oliver Cromwell, around 1624 – 1626 Cromwell died in 1658, the church is still there today, though it has been altered drastically.

My eldest brother was born in April 1951 my next eldest brother was born in January 1952 then my eldest sister was born in September 1954 after my eldest sister, it was of course my turn, I was born in October 1956.

There were other’s to be born, but were not on the cards as it were, well certainly not yet, they would come along soon enough though, my youngest sister would be born around two years after I was, this was to be the same for almost all of us, all about two years apart.

We at this time lived in a little three bedroomed house just behind the LGI (Leeds General Infirmary) in an area known as Hanover square, these houses were terraced houses, where the streets were cobbled.

I think the streets and some of the houses can still be seen today, though, most of the cobbles have since been covered with tarmac, these are remnants of the old Roman roads, which were built many hundreds of years ago, by of course the Romans.

The houses were built on a steep slope; the area was well known, since this was the place that mothers would bare their children, today it is known as the Claradon wing.

There were several hospitals within this area, I would be born in the one, named St Marys, which I have already mentioned above, it used to be within this area, though where it is today, if it does still exist, I have no idea.

Now according to my two brothers and my sister life back then was poor for us, mum and dad would work all the hours they could just to make ends meet.

Yet there never seemed to be enough money to go around, which is why dad did painting and decorating on a weekend, as well as sell some of his artwork when he could.

However, when my eldest brother was born in 1951 mum had to stop working and took time out to look after her son, then dad had to work twice as hard, though I don’t know what other work he did.

I do know that, he and his brother ran a pig farm for a time, however dad’s brother had a huge family and between them, they ran out of food.

Not only to feed what pig’s they had, but also for themselves and their family’s, so took to stealing food, back then, a bad offence if you were caught, well one night they did get caught.

My father and his brother didn’t only end up in the papers, but also in prison for a while, the headlines in the papers were, Tom the piper strikes again, the reason for this is, they would find a pig farm, then go late at night, take a young pig or two.

Not because they wanted to, but it was cheaper than having to buy meet, which they couldn’t afford anyway, this was only five or six years after the war had ended.

Times were hard and food was scarce, they had little choice but to do what they were doing.

No one was going to give them food; therefore, they decided to get it themselves and give themselves and their families something good to eat, even if it wasn’t theirs to give.

They would both go out very early morning and steal potatoes, carrots, cabbage and other vege, they would get enough of this to last a week or two, then, a night or two later my fathers brother would go into the field at the back of his house and would kill a cow or a bull.

I know it’s hard to believe, but my father’s brother lived next to a field, where the farmer would leave out his cattle at night, why is not known.

My uncle would go into the field, when there was little, or no light at all, he would milk one or two cows, taking only so much from each cow, usually around three quart bottles, so his milk never cost him anything.

Now this might seam unlikely to most, but I can assure anyone reading this, it is perfectly true, he also kept two nanny goats for milk, both of which he would eventually kill and eat.

You may not like what he did, or how he did this, but he intended for his kids to be well fed, for them to grow big and strong as did he our family.

He would go into the field very early morning, find the animal he wished to kill, he would get close to it with his own homemade trolley, which would be strong enough to take the weight of a fully grown bull or cow.

He would lead the cow or bull onto the trolley and then with his own homemade stun gun he would fire this between the eyes of the animal.

This would pierce the cow or bull’s brain, thus preventing either one from making any noise, he would pull the trolley to a hole he had dug out previously, here he would cut the beast’s throat.

He would bleed the animal into the hole, which he’d prepared, by part filling it with water, so that the blood of the animal would disperse much quicker than it might have, if left to congeal.

Once bled, which took an hour or so, he would wait a short while longer to make sure the water was dispersing, along with the blood of the animal.

This, because now, the blood was much thinner, it couldn’t congeal, as it might have, if he hadn’t filled the hole with water.

After some time, he would proceed to take out the beasts innards, he would do this by roping the beasts back legs, then with some sort of winch, which had been mounted on the trolley, he would lift the animal into the air, so that it hung by it’s hind legs over the hole.

He would then cut the belly of the beast with an extremely sharp knife, once done; he would skin the beast taking anything away he couldn’t use.

He would then be left with a full carcass of beef, not wishing to throw away good leather; he would take the skin and would somehow preserve it, what he might use this for I have