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MORE THAN 11.000 OF PEOPLE TOOK TO OLDENBURG CITY STREETS
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Oldenburg is an independent city in the state of Lower Saxony, Germany.: - Population 170.000 ( Nov. 2019 ) ( Metropolitan Region `Bremen / Oldenburg´ 2.4 million people )
The LAST PPF FFF event August 25, 2019 - For PPF videos see: www.frederick.com/ppf
photos by Frederick.com
Wickham Place is the London home of Lord and Lady Southgate, their children and staff. Located in fashionable Belgravia it is a fine Georgian terrace house.
Vera, the current Lady Southgate dislikes her mother-in-law because she has the annoying habit of not retiring to a quiet life in the Dower House on the Buckinghamshire estate, preferring instead to spend a great deal of time in London during the Season, using Wickham Place as her base. And why should the Dowager retreat when she was a famed as a beauty not so long ago, and still is very beautiful, intelligent and vibrant? Doors to salons and soirees open to her in preference to her ‘Dollar Princess’ daughter-in-law. The Dowager dislikes her daughter-in-law in equal measure as she is disliked by her. The Dowager despises her American vulgarity, lack of taste and tact and has never forgiven her for stealing away her eldest son, even though the Southgate estate required an eligible American heiress or else sell an old master or two, thanks to the late Lord Southgate’s gambling and poor head for investments and the Dowager’s frivolous spending.
The Dowager, through careful Machiavellian emotional manipulation of her eldest son, has ensured that even though she has been displaced by the ‘Dollar Princess’ as mistress of Wickham Place, she still has a splendid suite on the second floor, always at the ready for her arrival. Tonight, the Dowager is in residence and in her drawing room, where he awaits her son, who must pass her open salon door on his way to the library.
“Richard! Richard, is that you?” the Dowager calls sweetly as she senses someone in the hallway outside her door.
“Mother, you aren’t out this evening?” Richard replies, popping his head through the door, book in hand on his way to the library, just as the Dowager suspected.
“No Richard, not tonight. I couldn’t bear to go to Evelyn’s supper party, especially since I’ve been in London for nearly two weeks and barely seen you.”
“I’ve been here, Mother.”
“I know darling, but I’ve been so frightfully busy catching up with everyone. You know how much I like to be amid the pleasures of the season. You really should have come with me to the Royal Academy. There were some marvellous paintings this year!”
Eying his mother’s table set before the fire Richard remarks, “Backgammon, Mother?”
“Yes darling, I thought you might care to play a game with me since I’m home this evening. I know how much you love backgammon. Remember how we used to play backgammon together when you were young?”
“I seem to recall that you always won.”
“Well,” the Dowager’s eyes narrow. “I did win a few times, but I don’t think I always won, darling.”
“Well, I was just going to the library to return a book and then Vera and I…”
“Oh Vera!” the Dowager scoffs with a wave of her elegantly bejewelled hand. “You can see Vera any day of the week, whereas I am here now.”
“And I see that you’re prepared with a bottle from my cellar.”
“One of you father’s bottles: Romanée Saint Vivant 1885.”
“Well… maybe just one game, Mother.”
The Dowager’s eyes light up as she indicates to the empty Chippendale chair at the Queen Anne table.
“But only if I can smoke, Mother. This is my house now, and I can smoke wherever I like.”
“Of course Richard,” the Dowager smiles at her son’s petulant outburst. “Wickham Place is yours now, and you may do as you please. I’ll ring for Withers and have him bring an ashtray, and some chocolates. I always remember we’d eat chocolates whilst we play.”
With a silver ashtray and a glass bowl of chocolates provided by Withers the Butler, mother and son settle down to play a friendly game of backgammon.
“So,” Richard asks as he opens the bottle of burgundy and pours wine into the Dowager’s glass. “What is it you want, Mother? You may get the better of me more often than I’d care to admit to, but even I, with my dim wits, can see through this subterfuge.”
“Richard!” she gasps. “You wound me!”
“No-one wounds you, Mother, except maybe when they tighten your reticule.”
“How vulgar! I didn’t raise you to talk about money, Richard. I see that my daughter-in-law’s frank conversation skills are rubbing off on you.” Richard glares at her, and she stands rebuked, so with a more gentle voice the Dowager continues, “However, since you mention it, I would like to talk about my pitiful allowance. I can’t manage the Season on such a paltry amount.”
This year the FFF+ Group have decided to have a weekly challenge called “Snap Happy”. A different theme chosen by a member of the group each week, and the image is to be posted on the Monday of the week.
This week the theme, “games” was chosen by David, DaveSPN.
What better game to play than backgammon amid the elegance of the Dowager’s drawing room. However this upper-class domestic scene is different, for it is made up entirely of 1:12 size dollhouse miniatures, some of which come from my own childhood.
Fun things to look for in this tableaux include:
The backgammon set I made myself from a beautifully appointed kit. The buff coloured felt around the outside of the box is so soft.
The Queen Anne lamp table that the game is set on I was given on my seventh birthday, and it is one of my oldest miniatures in the collection.
The two Chippendale chairs are from a larger artisan carved dining room suite that I bought a few years ago from a miniature specialist in America who acquired it from a miniatures museum that was closing. Some of the chairs have stickers on the underside of their seat cushions indicating that they come from the ‘white room’.
The dice are actually a pair of wooden miniature Georgian gambling dice (inherited from my Grandmother, passed down through the generations).
The red and white marbled bowl containing miniature chocolates is actually a 1920s glass bugle bead.
The two glasses and the bottle of burgundy are 1:12 miniature artisan pieces which are made from real glass. The label is a genuine facsimile of its real size equivalent.
The ashtray is also an artisan piece, made of cut clear crystals set in a silver metal frame. The tray has black ash in it, and even came with its own 1:12 cigarette which rests on the lip, just where Richard put it before he started playing backgammon with his cunning Mother.
The book is also an artisan piece with printed words on each page and bound in buff coloured leather.
For Funky Fence Friday here is a fence to nowhere, holding nothing in, keeping nothing out.
Carrizo Plain National Monument, CA.
This year the FFF+ Group have decided to have a monthly challenge called "Freestyle On The Fifth". A different theme chosen by a member of the group each month, and the image is to be posted on the 5th of the month.
This month the theme, "clouds" was chosen by Margaret (The Pocket Rocket).
The other week I was stepping off the tram after a long and stressful day at work in the city, and I looked up at the sky. I was struck by the juxtaposition of the free form clouds and the long, contained tram, telephone and power lines that were filling the suburban skies above me.
The LAST PPF FFF event August 25, 2019 - For PPF videos see: www.frederick.com/ppf
photos by Frederick.com
Fridays for Future, Berlin, Invalidenpark, 25 March 2022
Violinist and music student Arshak Makichyan, born in Armenia, has been an FFF individual protester since the end of 2019.
With his 'school strike for climate' he is to Russia what Greta Thunberg is to Sweden.
He started it when he was detained for 6 days after returning from the 2019 UN Climate Change Conference (COP25) in Madrid.
www.themoscowtimes.com/2019/12/20/russian-climate-activis...
In Russia, protests by individuals are allowed, so he regularly stands in Pushkin Square in Moscow.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cyGmFp3Di7E&ab_channel=TheMos...
When he inspired other people to go on 'individual strikes', he was repeatedly harassed by the Moscow police.
Registrations of larger FFF protests have failed so far in Russia.
With his girlfriend Polina Oleinikova he is present all over Europe and in the international TV media.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HfEMydOwxQ&ab_channel=FoxNews
Their T-shirt text is relatively restrained: "Putin to retire". I want to see him in The Hague!
Once again... I was lacking inspiration & no pre-planning.
A scarf I have with a gradient of scarlet colours, with a little icm, is my contribution for this months theme.
Happy New Year to all.
This was going to be a 'throw-out' image for the theme.....but dang it.....here's another one, with said scarf...
Time, Life, Experiences all mold us into what we are today and who we will become. i believe that we never know "who" we are. (I'm done "finding" myself...I'm going to just be ME) & that means ALL of me..weather/whether (lol) I say certain words correctly or use them in a sentence or if I trespass & get into trouble...I'm not going to let anyone contain my spirit. Those that LOVE me..will love me for who I am faults & all. Honesty & trust are 2 very important things to me.
We are always changing & we need to. Growth is good. This face, this body all of it will loose its beauty. Everyone loves to be around a beautiful, Happy person..full of life & vibrancy. Does anyone know what it really takes to get there to be that every single day? when we are old we stand as this barn...Just the structure of our core holding us up & together.
I'm going back to the basics...going back to what is real & honest & true. I will still shoot...I will still post. I intend to surround myself with honest people ones that will remain in my life as this structure..true & solid & one day when it crumbles to the ground I can say I lived...I loved....I was the VERY best I could be.