Ben Staniford, Julie Staniford's Shrine

The Julie Shrine

Julie (now Julie Staniford) is my wonderful and enigmatic wife. She is working as a proof reader at the moment as well as writing a novel in her spare time. I'm not allowed to know the plot yet but I do know that it's a romance and that it's probably going to be set in the English Regency period. However, that is all I know! Julie is rather fond of mystery :-)

Julie likes:

Hot water bottles
Blankets
Nicely alphabetised videos
Romance novels
Cold custard

Julie doesn't like:

Townies
Cheese
Bob Marley (Much to my disgust)
Untidiness
Casablanca
Hot custard

Here is a picture of Julie when we went to Mount Olympus:

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And here she is visiting some ruins in Paphos on honeymoon:

Here's Julie and our friend the lovely Lisie.

Comments

Posted By: Julie Staniford
Wednesday, May 26 2004, 10:45 am

How dare you?!

Posted By: Ben Staniford
Wednesday, May 26 2004, 07:28 pm

You love it! ;-)

Posted By: martin
Wednesday, July 7 2004, 02:13 am

you guys are just wrong

Posted By: Lisa
Thursday, May 12 2005, 09:53 pm

What a fantastic surname you have!!

Posted By: Ben Staniford
Tuesday, March 28 2006, 04:44 pm

Julie now has a blog, check it out! http://spaces.msn.com/juli esvent/

Posted By: Colin Ryland
Tuesday, October 20 2009, 03:25 pm

Do you know Fay Staniford, lived in Childwall, Liverpool in the mid-1950's, when we were both about 17 ?
She came to a fabulous ball with me one winter's night, a very glamorous evening after which we walked miles to her home, than I had to walk home more miles to my house from hers between 3am/4am. We never met again, for reasons I cannot remember. It's all a bit of glass slipper story.
I have been safely married for 47 years now, so it's not quite like the glass slipper situation, but I have always wondered what she did for the rest of her life. I've never heard the family name Staniford again since then - and I've never met another Ryland, either.
CR

Posted By: Colin Ryland
Tuesday, October 20 2009, 03:25 pm

Do you know Fay Staniford, lived in Childwall, Liverpool in the mid-1950's, when we were both about 17 ?
She came to a fabulous ball with me one winter's night, a very glamorous evening after which we walked miles to her home, than I had to walk home more miles to my house from hers between 3am/4am. We never met again, for reasons I cannot remember. It's all a bit of glass slipper story.
I have been safely married for 47 years now, so it's not quite like the glass slipper situation, but I have always wondered what she did for the rest of her life. I've never heard the family name Staniford again since then - and I've never met another Ryland, either.
CR