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Recieved a late fri aft phonecall carl can you bring your lorry to the carnival. Just rebuilt the clutch and it wasnt finished so worked late friday to ensure that the old girl attended and what a nice day it turned out to be..
Well, I got a phonecall at 11.30am and these were baked, decorated and delivered by 1.45pm - i even impressed myself!! Lol! The order was for a small leaving lunch at Morgan Stanley.
Simple Chocolate cupcakes with Chocolate Ganache Buttercream or Vanilla Buttercream.
Ice Cream cone cupcake inspired by the brilliant Gabby Cupcakes!
this wasnt going to be my picture today and i might add a cheeky extra! but this sums up today!
what an eventful afternoon, toots was being looked after by daddy whilst i was at work, i get a frantic phonecall saying you have to come home now theres lots of blood with her screaming in the back ground!
turns out she fell out the front door (2 steps) whilst trying to get a better look at a helicopter, unfortunately she landed on the raised bit of path which has left a nice gash bless her but she was a little trooper and i cant praise childrens A & E at aberdeen royal enough so we now have a very bruised and scratched face and a glued bit of forehead.
needless to say daddy is feeling worse than she is but all is well phew xx
Outside of cities, telephones were rare things. Each moderately-sized town had these kiosks which would let you make phonecalls or faxes. Most homes did not have phones, outside of the cities.
Photo was taken in 1999/2000 with a Sony Mavica FD-91, a sub-megapixel digital camera, and massaged in Photoshop.
Sandringham Flower Show is a 1 day show on the Royal Estate in Norfolk. The show attracts over 30,000 visitors in one day, many who come to view the show gardens. Judged by Chris Beardshaw and Alan Mason, and given Royal approval by HRH Prince Charles and HRH The Duchess of Cornwall.
2010 The Artists Pallete Small Garden Silver Award
A conceptual garden form aimed to show people that gardens can be fun and very personal. The planting ran in a sweeping rainbow bed with a heuchera planted pallete in the centre. Painted canvases and artists materials complemented by oversized pencils and paintbrushes completed the look.
2011 Fork Candles Large Garden Silver Gilt
The garden this year took a different approach. When my sponsors pulled out I had to sadly also pull out of the show. Then at the last minute the organisers asked me to attend the show and complete a challenge garden. In 4 days I had to design, source and build a garden. Endless phonecalls and calling in favours resulted in a garden which came together bit by bit. With a 12ft fork and some candles borrowed from the Royal Estate vicar the garden was a hit with both the public and judges.
2012 Tea for Two Large Garden Gold Award
This year brought the Diamond Jubilee and the Olympics, what better time to be proud of our country and celebrate with a traditional Afternoon Tea.
The garden this year aimed to prove that it doesn’t need to have a vegetable patch to be useful, herbs and edible plants can offer not only a garden full of produce, but also a garden full of colour and interest. Showcasing a range of planting to make herbal teas and drinks, as well as salads, soups, jams and cakes there was everything there to make a traditional afternoon tea. From the plants, through to the stove, tea pot and herb drying racks, all the way through to a full laid table with china tea set and scones.
The garden also promoted the current plight of the bumblebee. Honey itself is a regular component of teas, alongside many other uses. With bees suffering, what better way to help them than by inviting them into your garden.
“Destiny: A tyrant's authority for crime and a fool's excuse for failure.”~ Ambrose Bierce
When destiny finally called..I switched over to call waiting..it was one of my kids on the other line!...hmmmm
I could go bloody mad tonight!
After midnight I got a phonecall from one of my brothers to say "get down here to the pub, there's an otter swimming about by the bridge!" But it was dark so I needed a fast manual focus and took Trevor's (Lord Loafer) camera and when I got down there the otter was swimming about in front of both of us, without a care in the world. But I couldn't figure out how to turn the bloody flash up, and so this is the best photo I got and had to brighten it. I was able to go down to the bank, and the otter just swam back and forth, which is impressive for a four foot long wild mammal in the middle of a little village. Anyhow, it was perfectly lit by the big lights of the pub. It then got fed up of me taking photos and went up river, at which point a lot of big fish came downriver to get out of the way. So this was the night/morning I saw my first ever wild otter, and what a close-up I got. I went home, uploaded what I had, was disappointed (this is the best shot I managed), went back, but the pub was closed (my brother was last out tonight) and the big lights were off, and my maglite was too small to give the camera something to lock onto. But there were two eyes-shines that must have been it.
But I'm so annoyed with my failure to get a decent photo that I won't sleep tonight. One hell of an opportunity to miss!
G: Yeah we got the box today. Nobby snatched the red phone.
M
G: It's rad. Nora and I are getting our own room.
N: Tell her to say hi to Zelda
G: Nora..shut up! I'm talkin to Molli.
M
G: *g* Yeah tell me about it!
G: OMG...so I wanted lasik you know...but my mom like boggled me.
M
G: I know right..wtf. It looks fine though so I'm just gonna guilt trip her for more clothes.
M
G; Really? Hhaha awesome.
M
G: Well, tomorrow I"m going to some play thing with mom and Aunt Candace. Then we are sewing up a bunch of stuff. What about you?
M
G: Cool cool
M
G: For real? Ha yeah these people and their burritos, they stuff themselves silly.
© teigert
First shot with my new lens, which arrived finally today, after many desperate and difficult phonecalls...... (it's a Sigma 17-70mm, F2.8-4). I think it was worth waiting, althought I had almost a nervous breakdown ;-))
President Lahoud claim receiving phonecall from Mossad(Israeli Intelligence)
He must get confuse between a guy called Moe Saad and Mossad.
Mr the president get your ear checked.
I just did this photo just for fun with my respect to our president.
Some days, I lose my focus. I forget why I am where I am and why it is that I do, in fact, want to be here.
I've been having more than a few of those days lately. They don't always come with reason, but sometimes they do. Recently, it's been a bit of both. Life has been full of...well, life-ness lately. And sometimes that's just sort of the way it is. When it comes right down to it though, that is just the way life is.
Everyone, at some point in their life learns this: life keeps going. The world moves on in the same frustrating pace that it always does, and usually, you just have to keep moving along with it. You watch your family and your friends grow and change around you. You watch people move away, and you watch them blossom. Sometimes you watch them fail in exactly the same way you've watched it happen for the last 15 years. Because, sometimes, people just don't ever learn. So, this time when they call you from another country...you don't bail them out. And when they are angry about that, well...tough.
Sometimes you watch your friends and your family go through so much that bringing up your own life feels selfish. Because sometimes, you are that person who forgets about their own life entirely. Most days, I am. Sometimes that makes me so sad that i just want to cry, or scream, or rip my hair out. Some days, I do just those things. And that is okay. It is okay for them to be selfish. On the same note, it is okay for me to do so. So, when you look at friends and walk them along a tough spot in their lives, don't forget your own. When that phone call comes in and it's bad timing for everyone else...well, fuck it. Take that call. Because sometimes, it is just that important to YOU.
When that phonecall comes in, answer it. Take the time to speak for yourself in that moment, because finally...after 15 years, you're just done being selfless.
When your friend turns around from the front seat of a car to ask how you are...tell him. Don't just say, "I'm okay."
Remember that some days, you matter too.
I've been having a few of these sorts of days lately. Those days where I feel invisible and unimportant. Occasionally, I question why I'm here. Why is this the life I've chosen? Why did I pack everything up to come back? Some days, I forget why.
Other moments, like this one...
Well, those moments I know. Without a doubt. I know why I have done what I have done and why I continue to do what I'm doing.
On top of all that...I know it is good.
Useless information on a hotel phone. For my original blog post, see engineroomblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-special-20p-per...
Istanbul, Turkey - October 1 2022: Devout Muslim women in traditional black burqas socialise on steps outside of a mosque in Istanbul, Turkey.
An unexpected phone call from Sarah (who used to live over the road, was a great friend, but moved to Bristol, making us all very sad). Nice to hear from her, and half an hour killed! However I'm still pre-breakfast (or even tea) so it's a mixed blessing.
Taken for the 'a day in the life of.. [23rd September 2006]' Group.
stranger #11 minutes before i saw brigette i saw another girl sitting in a simliar manner on some steps opposite these but when i asked her if she'd mind me taking her photo she got prickly and suspicious, i told her it was ok to say no and smiled, she said no and i said thanks anyway and me and lil moved on to look at some books nearby, i few minutes later i could see her with her friends and she was looking kinda sheepish, maybe she had changed her mind, it was my first 100 strangers nock back and i nearly asked her again but then i saw brigette who was about to make a phonecall, even though i interupted her she was happy to oblige after i explained that i was trying to gain more experience with portraiture by asking strangers for permission to take their photo, thanks brigette :) this shot was taken for the 100 strangers project. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at www.100Strangers.com
Blends in with her surroundings. I do not usually do street photography but this lady, just off work from a construction site on the East side of the river, caught my eye. She was taking a phone call as we both waited for a bridge lift during Rose Festival Fleet Week on the Steel Bridge. With all the bolts and rivets surrounding her she seemed to blend in like she had just checked the torque on a bolt before taking her phone call. She was amused that wanted to take her picture.. — at Steel Bridge.
You can find a large number of full-resolution photos under a Creative Commons license on my official website: nenadstojkovicart.com/albums
Christ Church at Catshill is largely the work of Harvey Eginton dating from 1838, though the chancel was rebuilt and enlarged in 1887. The soft red sandstone has weathered badly in places, making the church appear far older than it actually is.
The interior is fairly austere but contains some good glass, including a wonderful Arts & Crafts St Christopher window by Karl Parsons (one of my all time favourite glass artists) in the south chapel, where the adjoining window is toned with beautiful blue glass and the ceiling gilded (though hard to see in the low lighting).
The church is normally kept locked without keyholder information, so I am hugely indebted to the delightful lady who so willingly opened up for us following my phonecall.
For more details see below:-
www.worcesteranddudleyhistoricchurches.org.uk/index.php?p...
an old poem, a new photograph.
Sudden Snowdrops
The February trees
tilt slowly in a sudden
breeze as the train
rushes by over
a canal, bobbing
and empty of traffic.
Wrapped in grey,
and sheltering,
fearful of the cold
outside of those
doors, I bury
myself deep in my book.
An escape from all
that surrounds,
people, pleasure
and places- a day
alone ignore the
crowds and emerge safely.
With 'Where did you learn
to kiss that way' playing,
coffee next to me- a trip
backwards down
the creases of memory.
Our love beating in Morse code...
Eons and irrelevant
differences aside [I long to kiss you]
we breathe easy and
sleep at night, [I long to wake beside you]
the odd phonecall
like returning home, after a fall.
More often than not,
a scribbled and hurried note
which means more than
you would possibly care about [If I can't have you I want to be alone]
dangerous ground for us
to tread, this I know.
***
In this darkening room
the photographs pile up:
Bar, Nichola, Diane and Alicia [If you need someone to hold you]
casting glances from the
bookcase, reassuring and
friendly, almost 'Tilting at Windmills'.
Not quite.
[I don't know from where that came]
sticky chocolate finger
kisses walking out of
season along the banks
of the Dee thinking this
has got to be it [Wet kisses in the morning]
it doesn't get better than this
this speed no fuss petrol
in the tank the open road
feeling warmth like a dip
in the Indian Ocean [Cry yourself to sleep]
the room at the top of
the house an L shaped shrine
faded 501s and home knit
Arran jumpers the young
sound of love blossoming
adult adventures away from
home sudden snowdrops
headlights on full beam [Once I needed you so]
***
What light that was left
has faded. The page is
filled and another tear falls
for what once was. The sound
fades as the world outside rests,
reflects and finally sinks into sleep.
(c) Andrew Taylor 1997/2009
Oh man you missed it! Get your weapons and come out! We just ravaged the Baskin Robbins/Dunkin Donuts shop! Yeah man! Yeah I got a shake. Yeah, it's good, it's good.
Get on the corner now! We're about to hit Starbucks next. Yeaaaaaah. Hurry up, we are burning it down in Hellfire and the forces of evil.
Yeah, we'll get Cooladas first.
Finally, someone in my family called me on Skype! Andrew, Joey, and big Joey sang me happy birthday today. So much better than a phonecall --I got to see Andrew's new haircut, and Joey's newly-earned junior black belt.
I love technology.
My new personal best at 39lb 12oz. So close to the magically 40 mark but so far away.
The best part about this fish is the stories behind it.
First was a phonecall from my partner for the Baldwinsville tournament in May, Scott Townson. He hope Rod Mills and I would get into a mess of large fish, but we were not to catch anything larger than his personal best of 39lb 9oz that he had landed in Austin, TX. Well beat it I did but not by very much. As a result Rod left a message on Scott's phone that simply said "Tim's is bigger than yours."
The second and best story was when Rod was on the phone with BigCarpTackle.com's David Moore who was jokingly calling me "a flash in the pan carper" when the rod went off. Rod promptly hung up on Dave to net the monster.