Metropolitan Only (Made by Nash, Hudson, AMC,or Austin)
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This view had been on my wish list for a long time and am very happy to have had a chance to capture it.
Wat Saket is a Buddhist temple in the Bangkok Old Town area built 1737–1809. There are 300 steps to the top, but for me, the golden view was from the ground.
Made by J Hudson co Ltd in Birmingham UK. Issued to meter collectors emptying gas meters of cash many years ago.
Exile - Memory Bliss
Kumaki Glasses Style - Carlyle
Haru Motors - HM JERF
Pose - MinoruJP Original
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- Date: 2017-07-31
- Place: SSOC - Public Area (maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/SSOC/193/251/1102)
- Photographer: MinoruJP
- Outdoor,Ultra Quality
- Photo size：3000ｘ1500
- Antialiasing :16x
- View angle: 1.04
- Fixed sky: Annan Adored Realistic ambient (Color edit)
- Lighting:
Sun / Top Right
Main / Right
Sub(Reflector) / Left, Half of main intensity
The Metropolitan Museum of Art main lobby is called the Great Hall,these are the stairs that lead to the balcony from the Hall.
La 362-169 delle ČD, insieme alla 362-011 ZSSK, è qui ripresa nei pressi di Žabčice (CZ) al traino dell'EC 274 "Metropolitan" Budapest-Nyugati - Praha hl.n. con 3 ore di ritardo.
ČD 362-169, with dead-in-tow ZSSK 362-011, is seen here near Žabčice, Czech Republic, whilst working the very late running 13:40 EC 274 "Metropolitan" from Budapest-Nyugati to Praha hl.n.
A photograph of the Metropolitan at the 9 in Cleveland, Ohio reflected in a puddle across the street. Taken with an iPhone 6 using the Camera+ app. Edited with Snapseed and PS Express.
Officially known as the Metropolitan Cathedral of Christ the King.
The circular inside is truly quite magnificent and has aged into a beautiful example of modern architecture.
I hated it when it was built but it has taken on its own personality over the years and is now well accepted as a great work. Must be seen in the flesh to really appreciate its beauty.
I'm away in UK until 26th October. Will catch up when I get back. Take care friends
Nie tak často sa stáva, že sa Vectron ukáže aj na Metropolitane. No však 4. Mája sa ukázal v čele EC 272. Fotka zachytáva vlak Eurocity pred zástavkou Nová Vieska.
Canon EOS 6D - f/3.5 - 1/60sec - 100mm - ISO 400
- for challenge Flickr group 'Macro Mondays', theme: 'Sound'
- total length of the whistle: 6 cm
- The whistle in the picture is a copy of one of the most popular and enduring whistle designs: the ACME Metropolitan Police whistle. This is a whistle with a rich history, and an iconic look and sound that is all its own.
Pre-1870, the London Metropolitan Police depended on heavy and cumbersome rattles to signal to each other over long distances. They were not particularly effective and an alternative was needed. Joseph Hudson created the Metropolitan Police whistle after an unfortunate incident when a violin was dropped, producing an ear splitting sound. The resulting whistle is an icon of the Metropolitan Police force’s history, one that revolutionised communications for Bobbies on the beat in its time.
It produces a distinct, crisp and reliable sound when used correctly, and its durable design will give you years of faithful service.
Junkyard, Fresno, Ca.
The Nash Metropolitan (1954–1962) was a pioneering American subcompact "commuter car" designed by Nash Motors, known for its small size, stylish two-tone paint, and 1.5L Austin engine. Built in England, it was one of the first American cars to be marketed primarily for efficiency and city driving, and it remains a popular, charming collector's item today.
A Nash Metropolitan at Kidderminster station.
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Lee had set the agenda for the Wirral very clearly. We were doing both lighthouses, we were heading across the river to do the statues on Crosby Beach, and we were doing the marine lake. That was it. No more, and certainly no less. He was content to leave the fine details to me, i.e. book the accommodation, do the driving, explore additional options, work out where we were parking, write the theme tune, sing the theme etc., but he was insistent on one thing. Well four things. Luckily, Dave and I were in agreement. The second part of our adventures in these northern reaches would be a very different beast from the first in the Peak District, with a far more metropolitan feel to them, but I reflected that after five days inland, I’d need to be by the sea again, and all four of our subjects offered that.
One thing that seemed very clear to me, especially here at the Marine Lake, was that quite often we’d be pulling out the big stoppers to flatten everything out entirely. On Wednesday we arrived at the same time as a mini maelstrom that settled over Liverpool, sending temperatures and spirits plummeting as we struggled on Crosby Beach against the elements. By the time I returned to the car my waterproof trousers had been breached by the storm and were no longer of any use. As an unrelenting band of rain filled the sky and lashed against the windows of our rented house, we abandoned our sunset hour plans for New Brighton and the lighthouse at Perch Rock. On Thursday we experienced the coldest late May day I can ever remember on the beach at Talacre, before heading back to the Wirral, where Lee very generously rewarded us with a gargantuan lunch and a pint of Timmy Taylor’s, before we headed down to West Kirby. Hopefully we could nail all three locations today, with Perch Rock still to come. But by now we were tired after almost a week of non-stop back and forth, and the cold winds blew hard at our backs as we pointed our cameras due south along the marine lake. We came away in need of hot coffee and headed straight for the cafe at Morrisons, only to find they’d just closed. Dragging our camera bags sullenly behind us, we returned to base to try and fortify ourselves for the evening ahead. We did make it to Perch Rock, where we’d arranged to meet with one of you. That was in the last story I shared here.
On Friday morning it was time to hose down the decks of our lodgings and set course for home, somewhere a long way south of here. But before we pointed the car towards Cornwall, there was just enough time to return to the last two locations for a final burst of shutters and glory. By now the rain had headed off to wait for us at home in Cornwall, while the strong winds of the last two days had blown themselves out, to be replaced by a gentle breeze that wouldn’t trouble the super dooper sixteen stop filter. At West Kirby, there was a calm air as the locals made their constitutionals around the perimeter of the marine lake, some of them pausing to watch us a while and exchange a few words as we stood behind our tripods. It seems strange to think that just a few miles away across the Mersey estuary lay the shouting chaos of the Independent Republic of Liverpool, one of the nation’s major cities, home to almost a million souls. Hard to imagine when you live blissfully in a village that’s got a crossroads, a filling station, a pasty emporium and a small woodland full of hidden mineshafts.
The marine lake looked particularly fetching from the south side, and this time there were no windsurfers or kite surfers to blur their brightly coloured sails against our backgrounds. No distractions on the water at all as we took our shots. Not that we needed to take very many at all. I took just four compositions in fact, all of them between five and eight minutes. It wasn’t long before we all agreed we were happy, and so we headed to the car and the final port of call at Perch Rock.
It was very tempting to present this one in black and white, but I preferred just a hint of the muddied notes in the waterfront apartments that sit in the memory from this desaturated morning at the marine lake. Sometimes you need a little bit of colour on a grey day don’t you?
derelict banana yellow nash metropolitan in a lonely high desert junkyard, somewhere in idaho.
mamiya 6MF 50mm f/4 + kodak portra 160. lab: the icon, los angeles, ca. scan: epson V750. exif tags: filmtagger.
Transports Metropolitans Barcelona Mercedes-Benz Citaro G bodied Mercedes-Benz O530G 0297 DZH passes down Carrer de Tarragona, Barcelona, with an evening D40 service to Plaça d'Espanya. 05/07/2018.
Wearing the following:
-[ Phy.Ka ]- 095 - Influencer Pant
-[ Phy.Ka ]- 094 - Voglia Sandal
-[ Phy.Ka ]- 083 - Dayne Top
-[ Phy.Ka ]- 041/FP - Fru Jacket
-[ Phy.Ka ]- 039 - Queen Rings 18K
-[ Phy.Ka ]- Group Gift - Grace Earrings
Metropolitan line S8 Stock 21039+21040 on T421 works a Baker Street service towards North Harrow whilst 21022+21021 zoom away from London working T402 to Chesham.
... on fish market.
The last day of my favorite "Imbissbude" on fish market.
Goodbye Peter and Mathias!
The Metropolitan was also marketed as a Hudson model when Nash and Hudson merged in 1954 to form the American Motors Corporation (AMC). The Nash and Hudson lines were phased out in favor of the Rambler line, and in 1957, the Metropolitan became a standalone brand and was badged with a stylized 'M' on hubcaps and grille.
Crossing the reservoir at Butterley with a rake of vintage coaches in the late afternoon sun.
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