Fitz

five o'clock on that fateful day brown bushel was brought from the tower of london to the place of his execution he smiled at the people that had gathered to witness his demise and addressed them saying that he had served parliament until his conscience had bid him join the king's forces and that he wished he had done so from the start of the war

five o'clock on that fateful day brown bushel was brought from the tower of london to the place of his execution he smiled at the people that had gathered to witness his demise and addressed them saying that he had served parliament until his conscience had bid him join the king's forces and that he wished he had done so from the start of the war

Asking the executioner if the block before him was the very same that his king had laid his head upon, he was pleased to find that it was one and the same, as was the executioner's axe.

Asking the executioner if the block before him was the very same that his king had laid his head upon, he was pleased to find that it was one and the same, as was the executioner's axe.

He doffed his cloak and doublet, pulled a cap from his pocket, placed it upon his head and handed the axeman twenty shillings, apologising that he had no other money to give and saying that he wished it had been more. There was then a bizarrely tender moment between executioner and condemned, as Brown asked him, How shall I lie?

He doffed his cloak and doublet, pulled a cap from his pocket, placed it upon his head and handed the axeman twenty shillings, apologising that he had no other money to give and saying that he wished it had been more. There was then a bizarrely tender moment between executioner and condemned, as Brown asked him, How shall I lie?

Whereupon the executioner replied, I will show you, sir, and demonstrated the kneeling position that Brown should adopt, then handed him a scarf to place upon the block before resting his neck upon it. Brown then kneeled as he had been shown, uttering his final words, Lord Jesus, receive my soul, before raising his right hand to signal his readiness.

Whereupon the executioner replied, I will show you, sir, and demonstrated the kneeling position that Brown should adopt, then handed him a scarf to place upon the block before resting his neck upon it. Brown then kneeled as he had been shown, uttering his final words, Lord Jesus, receive my soul, before raising his right hand to signal his readiness.

At this signal, the executioner sent him to the next world with a single stroke. I struggled a little to come up with a fitting epitaph for the formidable figure of Brown Bushel, and so here again Jack Binns comes to my rescue for his final paragraph, which I think cannot be exceeded. He writes... Captain Brown Bushel was one of nature's born adventurers.

At this signal, the executioner sent him to the next world with a single stroke. I struggled a little to come up with a fitting epitaph for the formidable figure of Brown Bushel, and so here again Jack Binns comes to my rescue for his final paragraph, which I think cannot be exceeded. He writes... Captain Brown Bushel was one of nature's born adventurers.

He was a compulsive man of action, a maid of the stuff of schoolboy's heroes. He was a miniature version of the dashing Prince Rupert, bold, arrogant, rash and fearless. He lived in times of extraordinary danger and he relished them. Bushel regarded himself as a gentleman because he was the eldest son and heir of a gentleman.

He was a compulsive man of action, a maid of the stuff of schoolboy's heroes. He was a miniature version of the dashing Prince Rupert, bold, arrogant, rash and fearless. He lived in times of extraordinary danger and he relished them. Bushel regarded himself as a gentleman because he was the eldest son and heir of a gentleman.

As such, he would not make his living like his Bushel cousins and Newton in-laws in trade. As the son and heir of an impoverished gentleman, however, he had no estate to support him in the lifestyle that his status required. Without a rich patron or a profession of his own, there was little he could do except become a professional soldier.

As such, he would not make his living like his Bushel cousins and Newton in-laws in trade. As the son and heir of an impoverished gentleman, however, he had no estate to support him in the lifestyle that his status required. Without a rich patron or a profession of his own, there was little he could do except become a professional soldier.

He was too proud to live under his sister's roof and eat his brother-in-law's bread. Unlike his more famous Whitby contemporary, the navigator and great explorer Luke Fox, Brown Bushel did not have even the experience and skills of a seaman to recommend him. War alone gave him an acceptable opportunity for self-advancement and self-expression.

He was too proud to live under his sister's roof and eat his brother-in-law's bread. Unlike his more famous Whitby contemporary, the navigator and great explorer Luke Fox, Brown Bushel did not have even the experience and skills of a seaman to recommend him. War alone gave him an acceptable opportunity for self-advancement and self-expression.

He died as violently and as courageously as he had lived. Historians might exhaust themselves and their readers in endless arguments about why Englishmen fought the civil wars, but Brown-Bushall's principal motive was that he enjoyed them.

He died as violently and as courageously as he had lived. Historians might exhaust themselves and their readers in endless arguments about why Englishmen fought the civil wars, but Brown-Bushall's principal motive was that he enjoyed them.

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And that, dear listener, is the end of this year's Hello Birthday Ween episode. Thank you so much for listening, for sharing your stories, for your likes, reviews and shares, and for supporting us on Patreon and Ko-fi. We literally couldn't do this without your support.