A tale of grandeur and beauty-by SHALUKA MANCHANAYAKE AND GAYAN NARANDENIYA Source:Sundayobserver When driving about four kilometres from the foggy city of Haputale, one will not miss the old-fashioned monastery run by the priests of St. Benedict’s. Nestled amidst lush green hills, this Adisham Bungalow, is visited by a large number of local and foreign tourists. According to history, it was built by Sir Thomas Lister Villiers, who was born in 1869 in Adisham. His father, Henry Montagu Villiers, a pastor of the Church of England, was of aristocratic descent, and mother, Lady Victoria Russell, was the daughter of John Russell, a former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. Educated at a public school in England, he came to Ceylon, then a British colony, with the intention of working as a cultivator. In Ceylon, he was able to begin his career as a trained cultivator on the Elbedda Estate in ...

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Mrs. Vimala Wijewardena: Sri Lanka’s first female cabinet minister Source:Ceylon Vimala Wijewardene (1908–1985) was a Ceylonese politician and the country’s first female cabinet minister. She is known as one of the suspects arrested by the police in connection with the assassination of Prime Minister of Sri Lanka S. W. R. D. Bandaranaike in 1959. Following the death of her older sister, Vimala (at the age of sixteen) married her sister’s widower, Don Charles Wijewardene (1893-1956), the fifth son of Don Philip Tudugala Wijewardene, a timber merchant of Sedavatta, and Helena Dep (née Weerasinghe) and younger brother of newspaper magnate Don Richard. They had three children, Ananda, Padmini and Rukmani. ...

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  “H.M.Cy.S. RANGALLA” – By Des Kelly An overnight train from Colombo Fort to Badulla, stopping at Diyatalawa Station, one train-ride that I will never forget. Along with “my batch” of Navy Recruits, numbering about forty, as I recall, in the old 3rd Class Railway carriages, perspiring freely, at Colombo, set for what could truly be called a refreshing retreat to Diyatalawa, steadily getting cooler, as we headed up the mountain-climb (an 8 hour journey, stopping at each Station-ride), to arrive at the (empty) C.G,R. Station in the hills, at about 6 am. It was decidedly cooler in Ditatalawa, and there were two R.Cy.N. trucks waiting to pick us up and “hurtle”(is the word for it), to our “Training-Camp” H.M.Cy.S. Rangalla, right in the heart of Diyatalawa Town.       Diyatalwa, as I remember it, was a very pretty little Town, set in the rolling, beautiful hills of Ceylon (at ...

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