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Comments on suggestions for a logo for RFGN. Reading Food Growing Network meeting and seed swap help at RISC (Reading International Solidarity Centre), 5th April 2014.
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I had a fabulous night out with my dear friend Andrew,
We did Hitchcock's all-you-can-eat vegetarian restaurant to start the evening, before heading to Prince's Avenue where Hoi had a karaoke night on.
I sang 2 songs! To start with, The Beautiful South - Don't Marry Her, then my karaoke go-to song Mika - Grace Kelly.
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Gemma and I both have our birthdays within a few days of each other so we decided to go back to Lincoln for another weekend to celebrate it.
Our last night in Lincoln was really Gemma's birthday night because we were going back home on her birthday the next day. We found a new place with a light=up dance floor - Fever Boutique.
Good tunes and a great night although we didn't meet many people that night. Very enjoyable nonetheless and there's even video evidence of me dancing, ha ha!
At Fever Boutique with its light-up dance floor.
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I took my Mum to the Hull Indoor Food Hall for dinner. She had not tried the gyros and halloumi fries from Greko before. We had a lovely time!
Our family friend, John, has what he calls his funeral suit. I suppose we are now reaching the point where I need one too. In fact, I have lost several friends, former colleagues from The Mob, something that will accelerate as the years pass.
Last week, I noticed that a friend of mine on Flickr, Günter, had not commented on any shots for a few weeks. He used to leave funny one sentence comments that almost always brought a smile.
The lastest shot on his photostream was of a fresh grave.
His.
Sadly, Günter passed away on New Year's Day, and his family posted this last shot to let the world know. Or his friends, anyway.
We had visited his and his wife in Bonn, and he had come to stay with us too, we share interests in railways, photography and beer.
It came quite a shock I can tell you.
Online, people come and go, mostly without fanfare or announcement. One day they are there, and then they're not. Did they just get fed up, or something more terminal?
Most of the time, we'll never know.
I am lucky in that I have met many online friends in real life, sometimes here in Kent, but also in the US too, so know they are more than screen names and photos, but real people with lives, who are pretty much as wonderful as thei online presence would have you believe.
Life goes on, of course, but I will miss Günter, and sad for the fact we will not raise beers in a friendly toast to each other.
We woke at half six, I went to the bathroom and looked out the window. Still too early for birds, but there wasn't a breath of wind either, nor any cars to be seen moving. So it looked like someone had paused time.
Cleo is perpetual motion, however, and coming downstairs revealed her to be always on the move until her food is placed just where she wants it.
I went to Tesco by myself, with a list as long as a long thing, while Jools stayed behind and fed the hungry washing machine two loads of dirty laundry. Good news is that Tesco was fully stocked with fresh produce, including rapsberries from Spain. We like them for breakfast at weekends, its a hard habit to break.
Back home to unload and makaid breakfast; fruit and yogurt followed by warmed croissants.
Jools said she had been sitting all week, so would not come with me to go churchcrawling, so I go on me tood, driving up the M20 to Maidstone, to revisit All Saints church, where I had not been for over 12 years. I had checked Google, and it said the church would be open from 10:00.
I timed it to arrive dead on ten. I parked the car opposite, and didged traffic to get over the main road, I went to the first door only to find it locked. But a sign suggested there were two more possible ways in, so walked round, checked the north door, and that was locked too. That only left the west door, under the tower, to try. That was ajar, so my hopes lifted. Only to find the inner door locked.
Maybe I was too early?
A lady came in, I asked about the church. She said she was a bellringer, and disappeared up the steps to the ringing loft, where sounds of poorly rung bells could be heard.
I went round the church one more time, ending back at the west door, and again all way in were locked.
Sigh.
But there was a runners up prize; a church on the edge of town, in what used to be a village, at Bearsted. THe sat nav told me it was just a ten minute drive away.
So, I drove across town, through the crazy one-ways system, out the other side and along to Bearsted, where there were ancient timber framed houses, so old they had settled over the centuries into strange angles, none of which were right ones.
I found church lane, which wound its way through a modern housing estate, parked outside the chuchyard, and I could see a nice "church open" sign before I got out.
Although it looked spendid from the outside, inside it had been reordered at least twice, so that any ancient features were well hidden indeed. Even the glass, usually a rescuing act for over restored churches, were either just average or poor here. But it was my first visit here, so another tick in the box.
I now had to get home, as Jools is joining the speaking ciruit, as a lady has asked Jools to lead classes in beaded jewellery making.
I hightailed it back to the motorway, and once on, settled down to cruise back down to Dover and home, getting back at half twelve, with an hour to spare before Jools had to leave for the class.
So, it was just me an the cats for a few hours. There was football to entertain me, so I sat beside Scully on the sofa and watched the Championship game while she dozed beside me.
At three, it was time to concentrate on Norwich away at Millwall, one of six teams above us, and a win here would put us back in the play-offs. It was an exciting game, Millwall took the lead, only for City to level before half time, and then score two more early in the 2nd half. Millwall plled one back in the last ten minutes, but we hung on to win 3-2.
Not perfect, but a win at the New Den where they had been unbeated since September. And then, along came Nodge.
Dinner was a rushed one of pizza and iced squash, as we were going out to a gig.
Lawrence was the singer in an indie band in the 80s called Felt. He then formed Denim, an ironic pop band for the 90s, which also stiffed. He now fronts Mozart Estate, which does a fine line in ironic pop. Still.
We drive over th Ramsgate, to a small venue called The Music Hall. We were early, but got in, and went to the bar where we chatted to a couple about our age about music. In fact, most folks were about "our age".
First up was a young female singer/songwriter, who strummed her guitar along to her 6th form poetry.
The hall, which was barley bigger than our living room was about 50% full, but comfortable. We went to find somewhere to sit, thinking that the bar would be empty, only to find it rammed with more people than when we left it half an hour before.
We went to get some air, and finding nowhere to sit, went to the car.
Jools was shattered and fell asleep, and I really did not feel like being rammed into that room unable to see the band, and not able to lean against a wall to rest my back.
I said we'd go home.
So we did.
I don't regret it.
We got back at ten, Jools went to bed, while I had a glass of sloe port.
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Holy Cross church stands to the south of the village green at the end of a cul de sac. Its noble tower is crowned with queer sculptures, slightly reminiscent of Alnwick Castle. The exterior has a nicely textured effect, but this leads to an unexpectedly clean interior - the result of much care and attention and recent reordering. Whilst it cannot pretend to be in the top league of Kent churches it offers a fine selection of 19th and 20th century glass and some fine wall tablets. West tower, nave, chancel, north aisle and chapel, south porch.
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BERSTED.
BERSTED lies the next parish north-westward from Leeds. It was antiently written Bergestede, and most probably took its name from its situation, Berg, in Saxon, signifying a hill, and stede, a place or village.
THE PARISH lies mostly on what may be called high ground, a pleasant, and the greatest part of it a dry situation; the soil is in general a deep sand, though towards the south-west part it partakes of the quarry rock, and on the south side of the Lenham river a black moorish soil of fertile meadow ground. This river parts it towards the south from Osham, another smaller stream, which rises near Boxley, separates it on the western side from that parish and Maidstone, leaving within the bounds of it a part of the hamlet of Maginford. Besides the above, this parish is watered by two or three other smaller rivulets, which rise northward, and run here into the Lenham river, the easternmost of them separating it from Hollingborne and Leeds. The high road from Ashford and Lenham towards Maidstone, runs along the northern boundaries of it, passing over Bersted-green, the houses round which form the parish village, near it stands the church; besides this there are two other hamlets, called Ware and Roseacre-streets. In the south-east part of the parish is the seat of Milgate, pleasantly situated and wellcloathed with trees, at the back of which the ground descends to the river, and at a small distance that of Lower Milgate, so called from its lower situation still nearer the river.
A fair used to be held here on Holy Cross day, September 14, now by the alteration of the style, changed to Sept. 25, for pedlary, toys, &c.
The noble family of Bertie own this parish to have been their most antient habitation in this kingdom, for they are said to have possessed lands in it near the parsonage, at Strutton-street, and elsewhere in this neighbourhood, as early as the reign of king Henry II. and among the Harleian MSS. there is a grant of arms, anno 2 Henry VI. to Bartie, of Berested, in Kent; they continued here in king Henry the VIIth.'s reign, as appears by an antient rental of that time, and there are still lands, called Barty lands, in this parish and Thurnham; and from those of this name settled here, in a direct line was descended the dukes of Ancaster, now extinct, and from them the lady Willbughbye, of Eresbye; the earls of Abingdon, and other distinguished branches of this family claim their descent.
The manors of Leeds, Moathall, and Thurnham, extend over this parish, in which there is an estate belonging to the former of them, which has constantly passed through the same succession of owners, from the family of Crevequer, who were proprietors of it in the reign of William the Conqueror, to the Rev. Dr. Denny Martin Fairfax, of Leeds-castle, who is at present in the possession of it.
MILGATE is an eminent seat, situated in the southeast part of this parish, which was formerly esteemed a manor, though it has long since lost the reputation of ever having been one.
The family of Coloigne antiently possessed this estate; one of whom, Robert de Coloigne, died possessed of it in the 35th year of king Edward III. In process of time, his descendants came to be called Coluney; one of whom, Thomas Coluney, as appears by an old survey of Bersted, possessed it in the 14th year of Edward IV. Soon after which, that is, in the beginning of king Henry VII.'s reign, it was become the property of the family of Stonehouse, whose antient seat was at Haslewood, in Boughton Malherbe.
Robert Stonehouse, esq. was of Bersted, at the latter end of king Henry VIII.'s reign. His son, George Stonehouse, esq. was clerk of the green cloth to queen Elizabeth, and resided at West Peckham, where he died in 1575, whose eldest son William was created a baronet anno 4 Charles I. and Nicholas, the second, was of Boxley, in this county. He bore for his arms, Argent, on a fess sable, between three hawks volant, azure, a leopard's face, between two mullets, or. (fn. 1) In the beginning of the reign of queen Elizabeth he alienated this seat to Thomas Fludd, esq. afterwards knighted, who was son of John Fludd, esq. of Morton, in Shropshire, and bore for his arms, Vert, a chevron between three wolves heads, erased, argent; which coat, with his quarterings, was confirmed to him by Robert Cook, clarencieux, in 1572. He resided at Milgate, where he died in 1607, and was buried in this church, having considerably improved and augmented this seat. His son Thomas Fludd, esq. afterwards of Otham, succeeded him in this estate, which he alienated in 1624, to William Cage, of Farringdon, in Hampshire, barrister-at law, who resided here. He was bred at Lincoln's-inn, an utter barrister, and was descended from Richard Cage, of Packenham, in Suffolk. He bore for his arms, Per pale, gules and azure, a saltier, or, and a chief, ermine, which was an alteration from the antient arms of this family, viz. Azure and gules, over all a saltier, or; and, together with an addition to the crest, was granted to him by St. George, clarencieux, in 1624, (fn. 2) and in his descendants it continued down to Wm. Cage, esq. who was likewise of Milgate, and was sheriff in 1695, and represented the city of Rochester in several parliaments during queen Anne's reign. Of his sons, William died s. p. Lewis will be mentioned hereafter; and John was of Lower Milgate, esq. Lewis Cage, the second son, became at length possessed of Milgate, where he resided, and left one son Lewis, and a daughter Catherine, who married first, Mr. George Eastchurch, of Maidstone; and secondly Christopher Hull, esq. but died s. p. On his death, Lewis Cage, esq. his son, succeeded him in this seat, where he now resides.
He married Annetta, second daughter and coheir of Edward Coke, esq. of the White Friars, in Canterbury, by whom he had four sons; Lewis Cage, esq. of Lower Milgate, who married Fanny, eldest daughter of Sir Brook Bridges, bart. the Rev. Edward Cage, rector of Easling, who married Jane, second daughter of Charles Van, esq. of Monmouthshire; John, who died in the West-Indies unmarried in 1789, and the Rev. Charles Cage, of Cristmell, vicar of Bersted, who married Elizabeth, daughter of colonel Graham, and one daughter Catherine, as yet unmarried.
AT A SMALL DISTANCE westward from Milgate, there is a good house, called COMBES, alias LOWER MILGATE, which on the death of William Cage, esq. came to his youngest son John Cage, as before-mentioned, who died s. p. It is now the property of Mrs. Brander, the widow of Gustavus Brander, esq. and daughter of Francis Gulston, esq. by a daughter of William Cage, esq. Lewis Cage, esq. junior, at present resides in it.
MOAT-HALL is a manor in this parish, the mansion of which, from the materials with which it was built, was called Stonehouse. It antiently belonged to the neighbouring priory of Leeds, as appears by several old boundaries and papers, and was most probably part of those demesnes given to it at its first foundation, by Robert de Crevequer, in the reign of king Henry I. These demesnes appear by a rental of the time of king Henry VII. to have been held of the manor of Leeds, though they have been long since accounted parcel of this manor of Moat-hall.
On the dissolution of the priory in the reign of king Henry VIII. this manor, among the rest of the possessions of it, was surrendered into the king's hands, who afterwards, by his dotation-charter, in his 33d year, settled this manor, among other premises, on his new founded dean and chapter of Rochester, with whom it remains at this time.
The present lessee of it, under the dean and chapter, is Mr. William Usborne. There is a court baron held for this manor.
AT A SMALL DISTANCE southward from the church lies an estate called OTTERIDGE, formerly Oterashe, which in the reign of king Henry VIII. belonged to Simon Bertyn, one of the brethren of St. Bartholomew's hospital, beside Sandwich, who by will in 1530, devised it to Jeffry Merchant, of Rainham.
It afterwards came into the possession of the family of Munns, who continued possessors of it for several generations, till at length one of them sold it, with Aldington, in the adjoining parish of Thurnham, to William Sheldon, esq. whose descendant Richard Sheldon, esq. at his death, bequeathed it to his widow, and she re-marrying with William Jones, M. D. entitled him to it. He died in 1780, leaving by her two daughters; Mary, married to Lock Rollinson, esq. of Oxfordshire, and Anne, to Thomas Russell, esq. and they in right of their wives, are respectively entitled to it.
Charities.
SIMON BERTYN, one of the brethren of St. Bartholomew's hospital, near Sandwich, owner of Otteridge, in this parish, which he devised, together with his messuage called Buds, with its lands and appurtenances, in Allyngton, beside Thurnham, by his will in 1530, to Jeffry Marchant, ordered that the said Jeffry and his heirs male, should for ever yearly distribute, on the first Sunday of Lent, in the church of Berghsted, to the parish clerk there, and to other poor people, four bushels of green peas; that is to say, to every one of them, one peck.
EDWARD GODFREY, gent. of Thurnham, gave by his will in 1709, thirty shillings yearly out of lands in this parish, called Crouch field, for the schooling of poor children; half of them to be of this parish, and half of that of Thurnham. And he left 30s. yearly for the same use, to be paid out of an house called Rose acre, in this parish; the payment of which has been constantly refused, upon pretence, that he had no right to devise that charge on it.
The poor constantly relieved are about forty-five; casually twenty five.
BERSTED is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURISDICTION of the diocese of Rochester, and deanry of Sutton.
The church is situated on high ground, at a small distance southward of Bersted-green. It is dedicated to the Holy Cross, and is a handsome building, consisting of two isles and two chancels, with a square beacon tower at the west end of it. On three corners of the summit of the tower, are the figures of three dogs, or bears sejant, for they are so defaced by great length of time, that they can but be guessed at. If they represent the latter, they might have been placed there in allusion to the name of this parish: if not, these figures might perhaps be the crest of the founder of the church. In this church in the Milgate chancel, are monuments for the Cage family, and for Robert Fludd, M. D. A memorial for William Godfrey, jun. in 1690; and for Elizabeth, daughter of Henry Bosvile, esq. of Bradburne, justice and clerk of the court of wards, married first to Edward Mabb, gent. of this parish; and secondly, to William Godfrey, of Bersted, yeoman, obt. 1614. In the porch, against the east wall, is a small monument for Stephen Mason, of Boxley, citizen and vintner of London, obt. 1560, arms, A thevron, between three tuns, or barrels.
There were some lands and tenements in this parish, given by several persons, who stiled themselves the fraternity of the Holy Cross of Bersted, for a priest to sing mass yearly for one quarter of a year, in this church.
The church of Bergnestede, with all its rights and appurtenances, was given in the reign of Henry I. by Robert de Crevequer, son of Hamo de Crevequer, junior, to the priory of Leeds, then founded by him; which gift was confirmed by Baldwin, archbishop of Canterbury, in the reign of Henry II. who then appropriated this church to the canons there, towards the finding of lights and ornaments in their church. Archbishops Theobald and Hubert confirmed it likewise, as did John, prior, and the convent of Christ-church, in 1278, by the description of the church of Berghestede, with the tithes of Strutton. King Edward III. likewise confirmed it by his charter of inspeximus in his 41st year.
This church, together with the advowson of the vicarage, remained part of the possessions of the priory of Leeds till the dissolution of it, in the reign of king Henry VIII. when it was surrendered up into the king's hands, among other estates belonging to it.
After which, the king, by his dotation charter, in his 33d year, settled both the parsonage and advowson of the vicarage of this church on his new-founded dean and chapter of Rochester, with whom they now remain.
¶On the intended dissolution of deans and chapters, after the death of king Charles I. the possessions of the dean and chapter of Rochester, in this parish, were surveyed in 1649, by order of the state; when it was returned, that the parsonage or rectory of Bersted consisted of a messuage, barns, &c. which, with the tithes and glebe land of forty acres, were of the improved rent of 46l. 8s. per annum, which were let anno 13 Charles I. at the yearly rent of 9l. 13s. 4d. and four bushels of malt, for the term of twenty-one years; and the lessee covenanted to discharge the pension of forty shillings to the vicar, and to repair the chancel of the church. Out of which lease was excepted, the advowson of the vicarage, and the portion of tithes called Vintners Portion.
The vicarage is a discharged living in the king's books, of the clear yearly certified value of thirty pounds, the yearly tenths of which are 12s. 9d.
In 1649, the vicarage was valued in the abovementioned survey at twenty pounds per annum.
The parsonage is leased out by the dean and chapter to Mr. John Packman, but the advowson of the vicarage they reserve in their own hands.
The vicarage is endowed with all manner of tithes, except grain, and the vicar now enjoys the abovementioned pension of forty shillings from the lessee of the dean and chapter.
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It was so good to be back in Lincoln for a weekend after missing it last year. We love Lincoln, it's such a beautiful city.
After the rams trail in Derby, in Lincn they had the Imps so over the weekend I got pics of them where I could. Lovely to see this around the place.
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I went back home on Sunday but before I did we had a bit of a jaunt round Derby looking at the Rams trail, the cathedral and the Museum of Making. A lovely way to round off a great weekend!
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A rare night in at home - and with a couple of more daring photos.
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I had a lovely evening out with my old friend Andrew. We went for Greek food at a place I had not tried before (very good it was too!) then on to 80 Days Bierhaus micropub which I discovered a couple of months previously with Bella when she was visiting.
Je ne comprends pas comment certains peuvent s'infliger des stress qui n'existent pas où qui ne devraient pas exister...
une employée qui accepte le chantage moral de son patron qui ne lui dira jamais quand il va la licencier mais qui vous lui fait comprendre, juste pour qu'elle donne votre démission.
Un homme qui sait qu'il fait la plus belle connerie de sa vie en se refusant tout l'amour d'une famille.
Comment pouvons nous supporter autant ? Autant de douleurs, autant d'angoisses à en pleurer la nuit, à se réveiller en hurlant, à rompre et à fuir ses amis. Comment pouvons nous encore vivre avec autant de choses aussi contradictoire...
Nous voulons le meilleur mais nous le refusons...
Nous voulons vaincre mais sans nous en donner les moyens...
Nous voulons vivre sans accepter que nous allons mourir...
in the Electric Mist, Marco Beltrami,
In this one, I am asking myself how people can support stress, disapointment, hurts... etc... Why we don't choose the other way ?
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The second part of a huge weekend for me, the culmination of a lifetime's dream.
I went to Wimbledon with my dear friend Sarah. We had talked about doing this when we were at school!
Sarah goes and queues every year so I knew I was in safe hands.
Sunday morning we got the early train from Hull to London and went straight to join the queue. Well, the pre-queue. They actually started organising us in order with our tents later on.
With only 500 tickets available for Centre Court (where I really wanted to go) we were a little bitr nervous when our place in the queue was revealed to be numbers 512 and 513!
In the pre-queue.
model : hadeel my sister
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My Flickr friend Annette, started this idea and I've copied it! You can see her beautiful photostream here: www.flickr.com/photos/fromanyangle/
Share a photo you posted when you were new on flickr which got fewer than 3 comments. No, there is no pool yet for this but I bet it would be fun....
Once uploaded, tag three other friends or contacts by Flickrmail.
Tag your photo with: No comment? (so it can be found later).
Copy all of this underneath your photo!
How to change the date of your photo and move it right to the beginning of your stream?
1. Open the photo. 2. Scroll down to where it says 'Taken on xxxxx (edit)' 3. Click on 'edit'. 4. Click on 'date posted' 5. Change the date to today. Done!
This was from March 2007, I received NO comments on it.
12 week old kitten Satya (in 2001) exploring her new world and her new world exploring her.
My original comment about this high cross read as follows: As you walk along a lonely country lane from the LUAS tram stop at Laughanstown to the old church at Tully the first thing of note that you will see is a well preserved high cross. The cross was saved from destruction by James Grehan in the later part of the nineteenth century. The road next to the cross was being lowered and James Grehan had this small wall built and the cross placed upon it at it's original height.
Today it is nearly the end of 2017 and I have just realised that Dublin [Greater Dublin] is now changing faster than I can photograph the changes and as a result I really do need to review my programme for 2018. I think that the changes are more rapid than in the Celtic Tiger period.
Today as the sunlight was magical I decided to use my 15mm Voigtlander with my new Sony A7RIII body and I was more than a little bit surprised by the results. I am now convince that the Sony A7RIII is very much superior to the A7RII. Also while I was inclined to avoid using the Voigtlander 15mm until now I must confess that I was really impressed by it when combined with the A7RIII.
Every time I publish photographs of Laughanstown I receive mail advising me that I made a spelling error and that the name of the area is Loughlinstown. I am one hundred percent certain that there is no tram stop named Loughlinstown but to be fair I cannot blame anyone for being confused as it could well be argued that Laughanstown is in Loughlinstown.
Today, I met a very helpful lady on the tram who was convinced that I was totally confused about my destination. Even when I showed her photographs of the old church and graveyard she was not at all convinced that I was not confused.
I think that I last visited the area about a year ago so I was not really expecting to see any changes. In the past I was able to access the historic sites via a narrow country lane. Today I was a bit disappointed to discover that access to a really old historic cross was barred because of a major redevelopment. I met a gentleman, walking his dog, and was surprised to discover that he was East European [he look like a local farmer and I suspect that he actually was a farmer] but he explained to me that the area was being redeveloped as a public park with a major road passing through it and that I could only gain access to the site from Carrikmines. As the sunset was approaching I decided that it was best to come back at a later date.
[UPDATE... Further Research Resulted In The Following Information]
Tully Park is located at the centre of the Cherrywood development, and the park itself is centred on the ruins of the Tully Church and Graveyard. Tully Park will be 22 acres in size, roughly the same as Dublin’s St. Stephen’s Green Park.
Being the flagship park of Cherrywood, Tully Park will serve as a facility for the entire development, containing everyday walking and cycling routes and providing environmentally-positive connections.
Lehaunstown Lane and the existing hedgerows and tree lines will divide the Park naturally into four zones:
A Heritage Zone with Tully Church & Graveyard, High Crosses and their environs, with paths to explore the monuments.
A Biodiversity Zone with lots of native wildflowers, shrubs, trees and informal paths to wander.
A Play Zone which includes a large play area for kids, a skate park and an amphitheater area for open-air plays or performances.
A Passive Zone with lawns, meadows and wooded areas make up the majority here, with winding paths and seating areas.
Tully Park will be located beside a primary and secondary school. These schools and the local community will be able to avail of the outdoor recreational facilities and open space within Tully Park.
It drives me nuts that some people just paste comments onto everyone's photo. Usually the comment doesn't match the photo. There will be an iPhone snapshot of a stack of books, for example, with no special lighting or focus or anything noteworthy, and they'll put "stunning". Really? Are you really stunned by this unremarkable image? Pffft.
You look at their stream, and they have thousands of likes. Thousands! Because they spend all day pasting disingenuous comments on people's photos (or have a bot that does it for them) to drum up traffic for themselves. Drives me nuts. Just saying. I really wonder whether something from the above list will wind up in comments below. Ha! That would be awesome. LOL
Edited to add: I neglected to say that the comments in my image are all copied and pasted from actual comments I've gotten in the past from one person. He disappeared for a while, but I see he is back now, and posting comments in We're Here! Not naming names at all. #maczeug
I am using the UEFA comment for the game, since I am lost for word after this spectacular game, which can be found on the link below:
www.uefa.com/competitions/ucl/fixturesresults/round=15276...
My opinion is that that man of the match should be Mario Balotelli since he scored on and assisted two. Also flop of the match is the Swedish guy with the Bosnian name Salada, or Zalatan or something. The guy is wasting Inter's money and Jose Mourinho's time!
Julio Cruz denied Anorthosis Famagusta FC an improbable victory against FC Internazionale Milano with a late goal in Cyprus on a night when the Italian champions flirted with disaster.
Defensive errors
The UEFA Champions League Group B game looked to be going with the form book as Mario Balotelli gave Inter an early lead, although a Nicolas Burdisso slip allowed Cedric Bardon to level. Marco Materazzi put Inter ahead again, but Georgios Panagi scored more by luck than judgement to equalise again before half-time and Nikolaos Frousos's goal five minutes into the second half seemed to have given Anorthosis a memorable victory. Cruz equalised with ten minutes remaining, however, and Inter had chances to win it in the closing minute although they nevertheless remain three points clear of Anorthosis at the top of the pool. The Italian side will qualify by defeating Panathinaikos FC in Milan on 26 November, when Anorthosis could also go through with victory here against Werder Bremen.
Tidy finish
Both teams showed attacking intent from the off, Zlatan Ibrahimovic's close-range effort being cleared in the second minute, and on 13 minutes Inter took the lead as Arian Beqaj parried the Swedish striker's blistering free-kick from long range, Balotelli reacting quickest to knock in the rebound. Jose Mourinho's side almost added a second on 26 minutes, Dejan Stankovic playing a clever one-two with Ricardo Quaresma before firing just wide. However, the mood changed just past the
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I commented before that the Freemasons are full of symbols seemingly from various cultures. What appears to be a lotus flower symbol can be seen on this ceremonial plate here. To me, the symbol of the lotus flower is associated with Buddhism.
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The last batch of photos from the Freemasons' Hall, the United Grand Lodge of England.
The Freemasons believe in higher power and the importance of morality but Freemasonry is not a religion by itself, but members are expected to have a religious or spiritual belief. As such, a Mason (as Freemasons are often known as) may be a Protestant, Catholic, Muslim, Buddhist, Jew or any other religion. The Masons perform ceremonies and rituals and take solemn oaths concerning their behaviour both in the Lodge and in society. Members also promise to keep confidential the way they recognise each other when visiting another Lodge. Because of that, the Masons over the centuries have always had a reputation for being a secret society. Freemasonry has been concerned with the care of the less fortunate and help for those in need.
As it happens, 2017 will mark the 300th anniversary of the United Grand Lodge of England, and no doubt there would be special events. The Hall is open for free/ pay-what-you-can guided tours everyday except for Sundays. For more info, visit their web site:
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Scaly-breasted Lorikeet
Scientific Name: Trichoglossus chlorolepidotus
Description: The Scaly-breasted Lorikeet's beak and eyes are red, and it is the only lorikeet with an all-green head combined with a red beak. Sexes appear the same, with green upper-wings and body, marked with yellow 'scales' on the breast and neck. In flight, Scaly-breasted Lorikeets have two-tone, red-orange underwings with grey trailing edges.
Similar species: The Scaly-breasted Lorikeet is similar in size and shape to the Rainbow Lorikeet, T. haematodus, but can be distinguished by its all-green head and body.
Distribution: The Scaly-breasted Lorikeet occurs across coastal regions of eastern Australia from the tip of Cape York in Queensland, through to Wollongong in New South Wales.
Habitat: The Scaly-breasted Lorikeet lives in lowland eucalypt forests and woodlands but also occurs in heathlands and well-treed urban areas, including parks and gardens.
Seasonal movements: Appears to be sedentary, although numbers in any particular area often fluctuate in response to seasonal flowering of eucalypts.
Feeding: Scaly-breasted Lorikeets feed in flocks, sometimes joining flocks of Rainbow Lorikeets. They feed on nectar and pollen that they harvest with their brush-tongues, mostly from eucalypts, but also from shrubs such as melaleucas, callistemons and banksias. They also forage from a range of garden plants, including nectar, pollen, fruits and seeds from umbrella trees.
Breeding: Scaly-breasted Lorikeet females lay their eggs on a bed of decayed wood in a hollow limb, or where a branch has broken from the trunk of a eucalypt tree, at a height of between 3 m and 25 m above the ground. Both the male and female modify the nest hollow by chewing off pieces of wood, and this can take six weeks. Only the female incubates the eggs, but the male feeds her on the nest. Both sexes feed the young.
Calls: High-pitched rolling screeches.
Minimum Size: 22cm
Maximum Size: 24cm
Average size: 23cm
Average weight: 86g
Breeding season: August to Februrary
Clutch Size: 2
Incubation: 24 days
Nestling Period: 42 days
(Source: www.birdsinbackyards.net)
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