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The Problems Relating to the Management & Excavations of the Archaeological Ruins of Herculaneum / Pompeii as Reported in Foreign Press (1904-2002). "Pompeii - Directors: The Excavations and Restorations 1860-1910." POMPEIVIVA - SSBANeP 2010.
Fonte / source: POMPEIVIVA - "Directors: Pompeii - The Excavations and Restorations 1860-1910." POMPEIVIVA - SSBANeP 2010.
www.pompeiviva.it/pv/en/responsabiliattivitascavo_1860191...
Relates to UNDP-supported LDCF-funded project ‘Enhancing National Food Security in the Context of Global Climate Change’ www.adaptation-undp.org/projects/kiribati-denhancing-nati...
Relates to Leeds TOTW: Comfort
These two Lovebirds took comfort in each other by utilising a steel bench rather than hanging precariously over a balcony!
The gentleman in the background whose curiosity I attracted was a tourist wanting to know about Art Galleries and Museums. I pointed him up Park Row and suggested visiting the Cathedral as an added bonus :)
This is a Portfolio relate to DC Comic and movie , Restore a role of Batman: Arkaham Asylum.
Harley Quinn/
I created this group of photos in China, an abandoned hospital building, to restore the role of a business works.
The creative process used in the camera, flash, soft umbrella, color film, reflectors, tripods and other props. Thank model Asa, and to help this group of photos I took several support staff.
This group of photos to show the audience a great reduction in the original crazy clown female offenders, if you know cosplay, understand Batman, then this will not be unfamiliar. I think this group of photos into a lot of photography after shooting, restore the role of a work that conveys the role of personality and the whole atmosphere of the original, is a group of the more successful works.
Besides me, there are many creative combinations, of course, I also plan and prepare some of the more impact work. In the future I plan to shoot some surreal landscape and travel photography work
An Art Installation relating to the Cusp Conference which is a Conference relating to people with good ideas, and art. www.cuspconference.com
Posted by Second Life Resident Torley Olmstead. Visit Connected.
Relates to UNDP-supported LDCF-funded project ‘Enhancing National Food Security in the Context of Global Climate Change’ www.adaptation-undp.org/projects/kiribati-denhancing-nati...
Various papers relating to Mr.Thomas Wheeler my late Grandfather.Sadly he died when I was just eleven years of age.I do however recall it was he that took me on my very first fishing trip using the first fishing rod and reel that he bought me.The images here are from WWII papers when he was an active serviceman and I only recently found these in an old album of my late father`s.These are the first twenty images in nigh on eighty images of both his army papers and my Great Grandparents (to come later) images.Some images are somewhat the same but have different focus points and apertures,mainly to suit prospective customers on Alamy.com stock images.I sincerely hope you enjoy the images and hope you see,as I did,what I think is one of many of the Identity Card issued during WWII.As you can see my Grandfather first signed up in September 1940 and seved right up until the end of the war 1945.He was then signed up for the reserves.Do Not Use Without Express Permisison From Peter Wheeler.
"Sustainability can relate to the memory and preservation of the traditional craftsmanship and in 1.26, we see an extremely innovative way of preserving a craft that might be seen as obsolete by most. Janet Echelman has been inspired by the traditional craftsmanship of fish net weaving and lace making in the construct of her urban sculptures and has re-intepreted the technique to new heights through the technology that she had utilised, allowing all to appreciate traditional crafts in a new form.
In the piece for i Light Marina Bay 2014, Janet Echelman’s luminous 1.26 sculpture will suspend over the floating platform. The form and content has been drawn from observing Earth’s interconnected systems. Echelman used laboratory research from NASA and NOAA which documented the effects of the 2010 earthquake in Chile — the historic shock resulted in the shortening of the earth’s day by 1.26 microseconds, which became the influence for the installation’s name. The colorful volumetric piece takes the shape of a tsunami sweeping across the ocean. In her studio, she generated a three-dimensional model of the tsunami that resulted from Chile’s earthquake, then used software to create an outline of the rendering’s highest amplitude area, realising the silhouette as a sculptural form. The material underscores connectivity — Echelman’s work utilises Honeywell Spectra fibre, a material that is 15 times stronger than steel by weight. The knotted mesh can withstand high winds, but is engineered specifically to imitate the intricacy of handmade lace.
This piece not only reminds us of today’s ever changing face of the earth and the effects natural disasters have on people, but it is also a piece that highlights the courageousness of the survivors and the interconnected populations who are fighting against these effects of climate change in today’s context."
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
The Problems Relating to the Management & Excavations of the Archaeological Ruins of Herculaneum / Pompeii as Reported in Foreign Press (1904-2002). [Prof. Ugo Ojetti] "Italian Antiquities Withholding Of In Formation Criticized," The Times, Nov. 19, 1931. p. 11.
S.v.,
ROMA ARCHEOLOGICA & RESTAURO ARCHITETTURA 2021. Inchiesta su Pompei, parte II. Pompei shock, comunicazione roboante: si pensa alla conservazione? Finestre sull'Arte (18/01/2021); S.v., "Pompei - Italian Antiquities Withholding of Information Criticized," The Times London (19 Nov. 1931): 11. S.v., Finestre sull'Arte (11/01/2021) & Mi Riconosci (20/02/2020). wp.me/pbMWvy-11L
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
This concentration photo relates to the current pandemic we are in. This photo shows the extreme and preventative measures we do to stay safe. Many feel as if they are invincible to the virus which causes numbers of infections to rapidly grow. I had my model wear a glove and sanitize his other hand showing that even though he wore gloves he still needs to sanitize. I also had him wear a mask in context to COVID-19. I edited this photo to have a greenish tint giving off the feeling of illness and a dark eerie tone. (For my reshoot I used the feedback and changed the background to the front door to show that they could be leaving or entering their home. I also used an almost empty bottle of hand sanitizer to create a feeling urgency.)
In theaters starting tomorrow. Coming to Hulu soon.
A CONVERSATION WITH FILMMAKER RAOUL PECK
• What did Ernest Cole’s work mean to you prior to making this film?
The first thing you should know is that, while I am probably a bit younger than Ernest Cole’s generation, that's still my generation. So I remember a lot of those pictures. For example, the one of the older woman sitting on the bench that reads “White Only.” But I didn't know it was Ernest Cole. And in the ‘70s, there were not many recognized Black photographers. It was rare. That's why those photographs are so unique.
I grew up with the anti-apartheid fight. I was in Berlin when I was 17 and many people engaged in the fight were in exile. The ANC (African National Congress) was in exile. Various liberation movements were in exile and we did demonstrations together. I helped write a pamphlet and did photography at the time. So this is not a foreign story to me. On the contrary, it was something I could totally relate to.
• The film is so powerful, partly because of your creative choice of letting Ernest tell his own story through your writing. You guide the viewer into his headspace with the help of his photographs and his words, braided with your own writing.
I wasn’t going to tell this story through talking heads—that would have been a totally different story, like a biography. And I don't do biography, I tell stories. I want you to be able to watch this film twice, get into the story and be caught by it. That means you need characters, you need motivation, conflict, evolution, redemption, all of that. And because I write screenplays, I know how to attain that, both in narrative and documentary form. And so the most important decision here was that he tells the story.
It was important for me to understand is why Ernest, a well known Black photographer from South Africa, sort of disappeared. I was angry each time I read that Ernest was depressed, that he became homeless, or that he had paranoia.
They didn't see him as a human being or respect him as an artist who was going through something. So I read all that and thought, “I know that nobody becomes homeless just because they are lazy, or because they are crazy.” So it was important to me to really understand how he got there and give a human explanation to that black box.
Getting in Ernest Cole’s skin was not hard because I knew that sensation of feeling that you're not at home, that you don't belong. I had it all my life. And the depression he went through, too. I knew what it meant not to have a room at some point. When in Berlin, I suddenly had to find a new room one day. I didn’t have my family there. Yes, I had friends, I could crash on a couch. But it's not the same thing as having the people you grew up with. So I knew what that insecurity meant.
Another aspect is, I wanted to let Ernest respond to the mostly white experts’ opinions about his work. And because I base my films on research, I bump into this in all my works: I go to all the experts, I read all their literature, their thesis and see that those experts are primarily white. White journalists, white historians… And you can’t not see a sort of patronizing. You can’t not see the lecturing. And I use that in the film.
• On that note, it’s unbelievable that Ernest Cole’s powerful photographs in the American South, where he draws parallels between the apartheid and Jim Crow, were received coldly and labeled so inaccurately as “having no edge.” It’s startling to hear that false take for those incredible photographs.
You know, those sentences are true. I didn't invent “he didn't have any edge.” Again, I let Ernest respond to that. And his experience reflects my own experience. When I became an official Black Filmmaker, one of the few well-known Black directors was Spike Lee. We were not that many. And from the generation before, filmmakers like Charles Burnett, Haile Gerima.
And they were so politically involved that they were disregarded in the established media. So we had to fight for our voice. One of the things I had to watch out for is people with access wanting to help me. Because in order for them to help me, I had to somehow submit to their protection—as an artist, you can't accept that, going to a gatekeeper or a paternal figure that protects you.
And Ernest went through that. Even in his great friendship with Joseph Lelyveld of The New York Times, you could see that there was a tension. And you can see that relationship in the very precise post-colonial context. Newspapers condemned the apartheid, but not really all the way, because they were always, “We need to protect the blacks and the white who are fighting the apartheid.” And that's the same hypocrisy when you hear Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher say, “We cannot boycott because that would be bad for the people of South Africa.” But today, they do boycott Russia. And they don't say “The poor Russians are suffering, too. You could punish Putin, but don't punish the whole population.” So I've been aware of that double reality all my life.
• What crossed your mind when you became aware that 60,000 negatives of Ernest’s formerly unknown photos were discovered in the vaults of a Swedish bank?
I was more curious to see those pictures than to learn how they were discovered. Of course, from a producer’s point of view, it was like, “Wow!” I knew that people would be interested in that story. But I more wanted to see those pictures and give them a new life.
And then there’s the contradiction of this work disappearing for more than 40 years. Your work does not disappear like this. Just recently (on May 7, 2024), the Hasselblad Foundation published a press release that says they will give back all the pictures, including the 504 vintage prints I mention at the film’s end in title cards. Those vintage prints are the other big scandal. I did not give too much detail about them in the film on purpose and I hope that the journalists will work on that. Ernest himself printed those pictures. They are worth between 10,000 and 30,000 Euros each. So you can understand why Hasselblad would hang on to those pictures. They said they were taking care of them during all those years and are happy to be giving them back. But that's not the story. That's a lie. The truth is what we say in the film—they asked the Cole Family Trust to prove that those pictures belong to them.
So those are the pictures and some additional material they decided to give back as of May 7, 2024. But that has nothing to do with the 60,000 negatives that were in the bank vault. We still don't know how they got there. We still don't know who put them there. When you ask Hasselblad, they say they don’t know. When you ask the bank, they say they don’t know. So they have no record? The reality is, Hasselblad put them in the bank. I can’t prove that. But the people who were executive at the bank were, at one point, executives at Hasselblad. Sweden is a small country, so the powerful people are the same.
• As Ernest Cole’s voice, LaKeith Stanfield unearths the depth of the text with expressive power. How did you cast him and what was your direction to him?
From the get-go, I knew that Ernest was telling his story, so that I would need an Ernest. And my Ernest should be an actor, not a narrator, not someone who will just read the text in a monotonous voice. It had to be like I did with I Am Not Your Negro, with Samuel L. Jackson being James Baldwin, you know? And that's the magic of cinema. Once you are in it, you are in it. You don't go, “Oh, it's not Ernest.” So I had a list of actors who I thought could be the voice—the criteria for me are the same ones I would use if I was making a narrative. Who could carry that soul? Who could be real enough to make it work? With Jackson, it was obvious because he is a very clear person in his politics. He grew up in the South. He was a theater actor. And for me, theater actors know how to build a character. And I needed somebody who could do that kind of job in a character study.
And LaKeith had the same qualities. He has done theater, and he's a very mature person. He's very grounded and he has a persona. And I love his voice, a very nonlinear voice. There is crackle in it. He’s sensitive and sensible. He told me that he had been photographing the last four years. He bought cameras and he's really into it. So there was a lot of connection. And he really went through a journey throughout the film. At the end, I didn't tell him to cry. I just told him, “From now on, everything that comes out of your mouth is in character. So if you lose your voice, it’s in character.” And we mixed it in the way that we could hear his respiration, his silences. We were totally with him throughout. And when his voice breaks at the end, he was basically crying in the studio. And you cannot have that in a clinical way of doing stuff.
• That’s both a testament to his greatness as an actor and your authentic writing in Ernest Cole’s voice. You mentioned earlier it wasn’t hard for you to be in his skin. Could you open that up further? How did you write the text, which is adapted from testimonies of family, friends and those who briefly knew him (as you indicate on a title card near the start)?
It’s an organic process. It’s not that I sat down one day and wrote the film. It's building block after building block. I remember the first text I wrote was a question: “How did I get there?” And that's a profound reflection to understand. “Why am I depressed? Why do I not feel well?” So as I'm writing Ernest's journal, the more I'm confronted with the things he wrote with testimony from his family, friends and colleagues, the fuller the picture became.
And at the same time, I was working on organizing his photographs. I found an app where I could have a thousand photos open on my desk, and I started making groups very rapidly. You know, it's like a puzzle. And what do you do when you have a 3000-piece puzzle? You go, let's put the green here and the blue there. It’s the basic classification of stuff, because you have to enter it somewhere. You can't just look and look. You have to visually have groups. Then one thing that came up rapidly: mixed-race couples. So I started to put them in a group, maybe 60, 80 of them. And so the narrative was building there.
And then I write, I take notes, I rewrite them, like 50 times as the edit progresses. So it's really an organic process that is refined and modified each time.
• In terms of grouping the photographs, you also take notice of some less obvious patterns. There are various photographs that signify the looks, sometimes alienating looks, that Ernest Cole felt on himself.
That is something I saw immediately. A lot of good photographs has this thing: there is always somebody looking in the camera in his pictures. So I had to deconstruct them. And when they are looking at the camera, suddenly you see a human being, not a victim. There's always either a little boy, a woman or an older man looking at the camera. And then that’s the focus. So my choices were always very strict on that, asking, “Where does the photograph stand? What is he photographing? Why is he taking this particular photo?” You have to find it in the picture.
Godard has this expression: Ici et Ailleurs, the idea of here and elsewhere. That’s my motto. This is something that has dominated my work since my first film. I am here and I'm elsewhere at the same time all my life. Whenever I was in France, in Germany, in the US, I was also in Haiti, also in Congo. And I could see the resemblance of this reality in Ernest’s photos, too. People think, “Oh, you’re in New York, so you’re happy and you’re free.” No, you are carrying everything on your shoulder. There is this one sentence when Ernest says, “You carry the smell of the prison on you.” It doesn't go away when you go to New York. The humiliation doesn’t go away. It's embedded in you.
There were also groups of photos where I said: South Africa or New York or the South, you can look and see the racism there and racism here. You can see the parallels. People forget that New York in the ‘60s was basically segregated. James Baldwin wrote about that—he lived in Holland, but going to Manhattan felt like going to a foreign country.
• You tap into something very haunting when you juxtapose the past against contemporary footage. It invites us to see history from the lens of today. What went into that thematic and aesthetic choice?
Narrative or documentary, I always try to make films that have all these layers, carry these different functions. One is to recuperate and preserve my own historical memory, and to still be engaged in the current fight for all the places I come from and the place I am currently at. And another important one is to deconstruct the world archive, world history. The history of the world is, there is a long hundred years where as a Black person, you didn't have access to write your own story. This is a fact. I cannot change it, but it's still my history. So my job is to go and find those traces. And when I find them, I have to deconstruct them. So I would never make a film that is only about the past. So when I show there are still these ghettos near an incredible stadium that costs millions, it is about the reality today.
And at the end, when you see the photos after Mandela's speech, you can interpret them two ways. You can say, “Wow, it's peaceful now.” But then you see people doing nothing in empty spaces. For me, that means there is still work to be done.
And then I wanted to finish with Ernest, on his human notes. I knew I needed that because it's his film. He had the last word, and it's a human word. And the human connection, to look at the other, is what is important to me. And then the circle was closed for me.
• What can you say about your collaboration with Ernest Cole’s nephew, Leslie Matlaisane? He’s so deeply in the DNA of the story.
That’s the thing for me—he's not a talking head, he is a necessary character in the movie. Without him, we would never have been able to do the film the way we did. We had total access to everything: to all the negatives, to the contact sheets, to the notebook of Ernest Cole. I had access to all the emails and exchanges between Hasselblad, the bank and him. So I had his complete collaboration. And also when some subjects did not really respond to our inquiry, I could ask Leslie to interfere and call. So it was a really collaborative process. He came to Paris twice to watch the edit.
I made sure that he knew the story I was telling, and he was okay with it. That was important. And I called him recently when I saw the Hasselblad press release. He said he didn't want to have anything to do with it, but now his picture is on it. He told me he felt that he was conned, you know? He went there to pick up the photos and Hasselblad had another goal. They knew they wanted the picture of him. But that's fine. It doesn't erase what is on the record in the film, and in the end credits. Everything there is true.
• You use some disquieting footage from the Truth and Reconciliation Commission hearings where we get to listen to some harrowing accounts of what people lived through during the apartheid. Those testimonies almost bring Ernest’s work full circle. Can you talk about braiding them into the film?
I knew that at some point, I needed to see and to show the naked truth: barbarity, abuse, torture… I went through those emotions. I cried when Steve Biko was tortured and assassinated. He was one of the great leaders for us. He was like a Malcolm X. So it was important that I showed that reality. That's also why I start the movie with the Sharpeville massacre. People forget it. They think apartheid is just a figure of speech. No, people were dying. People lived their whole life under constraints, like prisoners of their own country.
Those men in the film by the way, they were engaged in the ANC. They were not victims. They were combatants and it was important to show there was a resistant branch in the ANC. And they were tortured because of that. It was all over the press that the apartheid was torturing and killing people. So France, United States, Britain and their security service didn't know that? It shows the hypocrisy of those people, too. For me, that’s a part of the circle as well.
• What’s something you hope that people, both who are already familiar with Ernest Cole and those who are new to his work, will hold close after hearing his story and seeing his photographs?
I would say that this is more than the story of Ernest Cole himself. What I hope the audiences will keep from this is to learn to be critical of what they are served, to learn how to deconstruct the stories around them. And they should apply that to everything. Ernest Cole is just one example, but you could do that for many artists, many Black artists, in South Africa, The States, in Europe. Challenge institutions who have been the gatekeepers and the so-called saviors of all their work. They need to be questioned. You know, there is a great movement right now to return all the goods to their original countries. For me, this film is embedded in that movement.
The other narrative I want people to consider is those living in exile and the refugees everywhere. People don't leave their country just because they want to go west. That's a total falsehood. People leave their land because they have no choice. Nobody wants to live where they were brought. They always say, “I want to be able to return to my country one day.” You know, how many of them are building a house back at home hoping they will retire there? And of course, most of the time, it doesn’t happen. For myself included—I rebuilt my grandmother's house, always hoping to be back there. But with the political situation, it is hardly possible. So this is not only about Ernest Cole. There is a whole construct around his particular story.
Ernest Cole
Born in 1940 as Ernest Levi Tsoloane Kole in Eersterust, Pretoria, Ernest Cole began his career sweeping the floors of a photography studio in Johannesburg in the late 1950s. He finally broke through ten years later, when he was hired as a freelance photographer for the famous Black magazine DRUM.
His photos made him a target of the South African government and, having become a "persona non grata," he left Johannesburg for Europe in 1966. He shipped some of his negatives and prints out of the country and left the rest of his work behind, safe in the hands of friends.
After a stay in Europe, he settled in New York where he worked for the Magnum agency and published his first book of photographs denouncing apartheid. Entitled House of Bondage (1967), this book was inspired by the work of Henri Cartier Bresson. Although banned in South Africa, the book was a landmark and earned Cole his status amongst the Black cultural community of the time.
Later, Cole received a grant from the Ford Foundation to photograph the lives of Black people in the rural South and Northern cities of the United States. For unknown reasons, the book was never published.
By the end of the 1970s he seemed to have abandoned photography and lost control of his archives. He went through periods of homelessness and died of pancreatic cancer in 1990, a few days after Nelson Mandela was released from prison.
Ernest Cole, one of South Africa's first Black photojournalists, created powerful images that shed light on the lives of Black people under the apartheid regime. These images represent his best-known and most widely distributed work. Anyone familiar with this chapter of South African history will recognize Cole’s iconic photo of a middle-aged white woman sitting on a park bench bearing the warning: “European’s only.”
El Relator Rodrigo Escobar Gil tras la conferencia de prensa ofrecida después de la presentación del Informe sobre la Situación de las Personas Privadas de Libertad en Honduras. 2 de agosto de 2013, entrada principal de la Casa Presidencial, Tegucigalpa.
立法會中醫藥發展事宜小組委員會參觀香港標準及檢定中心
立法会中医药发展事宜小组委员会参观香港标准及检定中心
LegCo Subcommittee on Issues Relating to the Development of Chinese Medicine visits the Hong Kong Standards and Testing Centre (2015.04.27)
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
Postcard - Fay Thomas Collection
The Fay Thomas Collection includes family archives relating to the Thomas family. Moses Thomas (1825-1878) was a significant figure in the history of the area now known as the City of Whittlesea, Victoria, Australia. Thomas and Ann and their family lived at "Mayfield", Mernda, Victoria.
Miss Lily Thomas (1871-1946), Thomas and Ann’s fourth daughter lived there all her life. She collected postcards which her family and friends sent her on a very regular basis. It was an easy and enjoyable way to keep in touch. Production of postcards blossomed in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Lily’s collection encompasses the so-called Golden Age (1890-1915) with many postmarked 1906-1907. Some were sent to other members of the family.
Her collection document the natural landscape as well as the built environment—buildings, gardens, parks, and tourist sites. Topographical Postcards showing street scenes and general views from Australian and international locations.
Decorative cards, many embellished with floral motives (as a nod to the receiver Lily?) and embossing. Greeting cards are common for Christmas, New Year, Easter and of course birthdays.
Regular senders can be identified from Kyneton and the Great Ocean Road area, Victoria and there is a siginifant collection from Scotland (but not sent from there).
YPRL hold digital copies of the Papers of the Moses Thomas Family held at State Library Victoria
Copyright for these images is Public domain but a credit to the Fay Thomas Collection and YPRL would be appreciated.
Enquiries: Yarra Plenty Regional Library
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
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Author: BARBER, John Warner.
Page: 339
Year: 1856
Place: New Haven
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The Bosphorus (/ˈbɒsfərəs/) or Bosporus (/ˈbɒspərəs/; Ancient Greek: Βόσπορος, Bósporos; Turkish: Boğaziçi) is a strait that forms part of the boundary between Europe and Asia. The Bosphorus, the Sea of Marmara, and the Dardanelles strait to the southwest together form the Turkish Straits. The world's narrowest strait used for international navigation, the Bosporus connects the Black Sea with the Sea of Marmara (which is connected by the Dardanelles to the Aegean Sea, and thereby to the Mediterranean Sea.)
The limits of the Bosphorus are defined as the connecting line between the lighthouses Rumeli Feneri and Anadolu Feneri in the north and between the Ahırkapı Feneri and the Kadıköy İnciburnu Feneri in the south. Between the limits, the strait is 31 km (17 nmi) long, with a width of 3,329 m (1.798 nmi) at the northern entrance and 2,826 m (1.526 nmi) at the southern entrance. Its maximum width is 3,420 m (1.85 nmi) between Umuryeri and Büyükdere Limanı, and minimum width 700 m (0.38 nmi) between Kandilli Point and Aşiyan.
The depth of the Bosphorus varies from 13 to 110 m (43 to 361 ft) in midstream with an average of 65 m (213 ft). The deepest location is between Kandilli and Bebek with 110 m (360 ft). The most shallow locations are off Kadıköy İnciburnu on the northward route with 18 m (59 ft) and off Aşiyan Point on the southward route with 13 m (43 ft). The Golden Horn is an estuary off the main straits that acted as a moat to protect Old Istanbul from attack, as well as providing a sheltered anchorage for the imperial navy until the 19th century.
Most of the shores of the strait are heavily populated, straddled as it is by the city of Istanbul (with a metropolitan area population in excess of 17 million inhabitants) which extends inland from both coasts.
It has been known since before the 20th century that the Black Sea and the Sea of Marmara flow into each other in an example of a density flow and in August 2010 a continuous 'underwater channel' of suspension composition was discovered to flow along the floor of the Bosphorus which would be the sixth largest river on Earth if it were to be on land. The study of the water and wind erosion of the straits relates to that of its formation. Sections of the shore have been reinforced with concrete or rubble and sections of the strait prone to deposition are periodically dredged.
PM Dr Ngirente presented before Rwanda parliament, Government of Rwanda achievements relating to ICT in the knowledge-based economy | Kigali, 2 December 2019
Photo: Yoruba community representatives
Source: Centre for Humanitarian Dialogue (HD)
In August 2013, HD launched the inter-communal dialogue process (HD’s Jos Forum) with an official ceremony attended by members of eight communities, Federal and State Government officials, religious leaders as well as representatives from women’s and youth groups, business community and civil society.
To date, HD has carried out eight dialogue sessions on various issues, including two interim sessions to deal with emerging tensions in the countryside around Jos. The issues covered in these sessions have included: trust building and religious tolerance, rebuilding places of worship, burial grounds and issues relating to youths, governance issues and access to services, traditional rulership and the renaming of places, land annexation, displacement of people and insecurity in the countryside, issues of indigeneship, impunity, reparations and compensation, securing of lives and property and public apologies. Following each dialogue session, the Jos Forum developed and endorsed recommendations on the issues discussed. These have ultimately formed the basis of follow-up actions by the Government, the communities, and civil society and development actors. In addition, the women through their own steering committee presented a Declaration of Peace to the Jos Forum, demonstrating their efforts towards ensuring the success of the dialogue process. The declaration was received by the Jos Forum with overwhelming enthusiasm. Likewise the idea was welcomed to include the women’s suggestions and additions in the Jos Forum’s final recommendations.
Read more about Hd's work in Jos Plateau State, Nigeria here: www.hdcentre.org/activities/jos-plateau-state-nigeria/
Can you relate? A sheer endless number of pumpkins to be harvested! You put your ear protection on just to be left alone, while feeling grumpy and yet there is this one co-worker, with their positive attitude and a magic mug of coffee...
I love those Minifigure headgear and tool pieces. Notice Emmet in the background. Having his usual coffee to go, and what seems to be a Rex Dangervest.
I think we can all relate to this. The question is whether we have the courage to "let go" of some of the prideful… t.co/Fwk3x0KGMs (via Twitter twitter.com/Jaime_Hepp/status/824017228513366016)
Various papers relating to Mr.Thomas Wheeler my late Grandfather.Sadly he died when I was just eleven years of age.I do however recall it was he that took me on my very first fishing trip using the first fishing rod and reel that he bought me.The images here are from WWII papers when he was an active serviceman and I only recently found these in an old album of my late father`s.These are the first twenty images in nigh on eighty images of both his army papers and my Great Grandparents (to come later) images.Some images are somewhat the same but have different focus points and apertures,mainly to suit prospective customers on Alamy.com stock images.I sincerely hope you enjoy the images and hope you see,as I did,what I think is one of many of the Identity Card issued during WWII.As you can see my Grandfather first signed up in September 1940 and seved right up until the end of the war 1945.He was then signed up for the reserves.Do Not Use Without Express Permisison From Peter Wheeler.
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
Dundalk overwhelm Bangor in All Ireland Final
by Roger Corbett
Bangor’s amazing run in the All Ireland Junior Cup came to an abrupt end when they were comprehensively beaten by Dundalk, eventually losing by 55-5.
Where do you start when trying to relate and absorb the events of Saturday’s final at Chambers Park? Firstly, congratulations to worthy winners Dundalk who nullified the Bangor attack, then went on to produce some stunning plays which racked up no less than 8 tries, each by a different player. For Bangor’s part, they were unable to respond to the intensity of Dundalk’s game, and lacked the cutting edge which their opponents used to great effect.
The day started full of promise, as the strong support from North Down made their way to Chambers Park in Portadown, knowing Bangor would be fielding their best team. Once again, the pundits had Bangor as the underdogs – just as they had done so in the previous three rounds! In confounding the experts earlier, Bangor produced some awesome performances against top quality opposition to get to the final. Dundalk had produced some convincing wins in the early rounds of the competition, but had struggled to get past CIYMS in the semi-final, just managing to squeeze ahead at the second time of asking. However, with a number of key players returning to the side in time for this game, they were now back at full strength and would be a formidable force to contend with.
Having won the toss, captain Jamie Clegg elected to play into the stiff wind in the first half. For the first 5 minutes, Bangor doggedly retained possession and tried to play their way into Dundalk’s half through a series of determined forward moves. However, little ground was made and, when possession was finally lost, the Dundalk back line produced a burst that simply cut through the Bangor defence resulting in an easy touch down under Bangor’s posts for a 7-0 lead.
Bangor stuck to their plan and slowly, but patiently, got their attack moving forward, eventually winning a penalty to the left of Dundalk’s posts, but Mark Widdowson’s kick into the wind drifted just wide of the mark.
The contrast in play between the two teams was becoming clear, with Bangor trying to keep the ball close while Dundalk were throwing it wide. The latter strategy was proving to be the more effective as, with 20 minutes gone, a quick back line move with players looping around resulted in an overlap on the right wing which gave a clear run in to again, score under the posts. A further 9 minutes later, they did it again and, although the Bangor defence had sensed the danger and moved across to cover it, their tackling let them down allowing Dundalk to get over in the right hand corner, taking their lead to 19-0.
By now, Bangor were trying to hang on until half time when they could regroup and come out with the wind at their backs. Dundalk, on the other hand were anxious to press home their advantage and give them a more comfortable lead. To Bangor’s credit, although camped on their own line for lengthy spells, they dug in and managed to hold on until the referee’s half time whistle.
As the teams reappeared from the dressing rooms, it was obvious Bangor were ringing the changes, particularly in the backs. With the wind advantage having lessened considerably, Bangor got the second half underway. It was now Dundalk’s turn to adopt the slow, steady approach, just as Bangor had done earlier. However, their more confident off-loading and support play was, once again, taking play deep into Bangor’s territory. Frustration at not being able to gain possession and take play out of their danger area eventually resulted in a yellow card for Clegg after a succession of penalties. Dundalk kicked the penalty to touch, won their lineout and drove for the line. Although initially held up by the Bangor defence, Dundalk’s repeated drives were eventually rewarded with another converted score, extending their lead to 26-0.
From the touchline, the Bangor faithful had felt that if their players had managed to score first in the second half, they may have been able to mount a fight-back and close the gap to their opponents. As it was, this Dundalk score simply bolstered their confidence and pushed Bangor deeper into trouble. With Bangor still a man down, Dundalk added to the score with a penalty and then another score in the corner. Everything was now working for the Leinster men, as even the difficult touchline conversion into the biting wind successfully split the posts, bringing the score to 36-0.
As the game entered the final quarter, and with Dundalk all but holding the cup, Bangor were now on the ropes. By contrast, the Dundalk players were in almost total control, and were not going to slow down now. In a 10 minute spell, they ran in a further 3 tries, making the scoreline 55-0. By now, any sense of dejection the Bangor supporters may have been feeling was now moved to feelings of sympathy for their players. However, pride was at stake and once again Bangor rallied as the game entered its final minutes. At last, the forwards got within striking distance of the Dundalk line and, although their repeated attacks were repelled, they finally managed to do what their opponents had done so effectively, and quickly passed the ball wide to Davy Charles. Even though they were 55 points ahead, the Dundalk defence made Charles work hard to drive through the tackles and score Bangor’s consolation try, bringing the final score to 55-5.
From Bangor’s point of view, the final score doesn’t tell the whole story of this competition. While the final may have resulted in a sad anti-climax for Bangor, the remarkable journey to get there will be remembered for some time. On the day, Dundalk were by far the better side, and Bangor would have to concede that their game was not up to the usual standard. However, there is no doubt the experience of competing at this level is something to relish and the goal now will be to secure a top four place in the league and try again next year.
Everybody at the club has nothing but the highest respect and praise for what has been achieved this year by not just the 1sts, but all the senior teams, and one poor result isn’t going to change that – the welcome at Upritchard Park for the returning players is testament to that. With that in mind, the players now need to put this disappointment behind them and provide the best possible response against a struggling Portadown side at home in the league next Saturday.
Bangor side: J Leary, A Jackson, P Whyte, F Black, G Irvine, R Latimer, J Clegg, C Stewart, R Armstrong, K Rosson, D Charles, M Aspley, M Weir, M Widdowson, C Morgan
Subs: S Irvine, O McIlmurray, D Kelly, M Rodgers, C Harper, D Fusco, M Thompson
Bangor scores: D Charles (1T)
Dundalk Storm To Title Dundalk 55 v Bangor 5 from KnockOn.ie
Dundalk Scorers: Christopher Scully, Owen McNally, Jonathan Williams, John Smyth, Ultan Murphy, Tiernan Gonnelly, James McConnon and Stephen Murphy 1 try each. Ultan Murphy 6 cons, 1 pen.
Bangor Scorers: David Charles 1 try.
In front of a big crowd at Chambers Park on Saturday afternoon Dundalk delivered a stunning and ruthless display to see off the challenge of Bangor and capture the All Ireland Junior Cup title for the very first time.
Three first half tries had them firmly in control at 19-0 ahead having played with the elements at the Portadown venue during the first half and while the wind dropped somewhat after half time the Dundalk intensity most certainly didn’t as they cut loose scoring five more tries.
Dundalk returned to a heroes welcome at their Mill Road clubhouse on Saturday night after a display of pure brilliance throughout the afternoon.
Precision, pace and skill from the Louth men from start to finish left Bangor playing second fiddle for long periods.
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LegCo Subcommittee on Issues Relating to Transitional Housing and Subdivided Units visits subdivided units and transitional housing projects (2021.05.20)
Badbury Clump, near Faringdon, Oxfordshire.
HINGEFINKLE'S LOGBOOK (Twelfth Instalment)
The Ways of the Wodehouse
Were I to describe every single adventure which Gladys Sparkbright and I experienced on our northward journey from I-slip, I fear I should rapidly run out of parchment. But these were adventures of a rather different order from those I have chosen to relate in this little tome, mainly on account of the homeliness of the landscape in those parts. Although there are great heathland “forests” and wonderful, windswept moors, there is little woodland, and there are very few swamps, so that the monsters which have been my lifelong specialism, being deprived of their natural habitats, are comparatively scarce. One day in early Beltane, as we came down from the moorlands and entered a pleasant, green valley inhabited by nothing but cows, sheep, cowherds and shepherds, I remarked as much to Gladys.
“Hum,” I said, munching on some of the local bread and cheese as we sheltered from the summer sun in a cleft in the hillside, “I must confess to being a little disappointed. The local fauna seems to be prosaic in the extreme. No Hydrus hingefinklii; no Draco terribilis pyromanicus! And no sign whatever of cockatrices or harpies. Fiddlesticks!”
And then, as I should have predicted, Gladys cast aside her pickle-pot, threw her hands up in despair at my ignorance, dug about in her little black bag for her latest miniaturised short-range telescope, and dragged me by the forearm to the bank of the stream.
“Raht,” she ordered, “shut yer gob a minute an’ look at them thare damsel-flies. Thar be nowt prosaic abaht them!”
I spent the remainder of that balmy afternoon pursuing various airborne invertebrates through the marginal vegetation, with Gladys’s telescope clapped to my eye. Twice I fell into the river whilst attempting to get a good view of an iridescent member of the genus Agriidae as it perched like a black-bewinged sapphire on a yellow-flag iris. Three times, I fell over backwards with surprise among tufts of Potomogeton and aquatic Ranunculii as I found myself confronted by the magnified compound eyes of a Coenagrion, gazing insolently at me through the lenses of the telescope. Once, I waded out up to my knees to watch a great, green-eyed Cordulegaster as it hovered above the surface of the stream, depositing eggs with its elongated, gold-daubed abdomen. And all around me, members of the aptly-named order Ephemeroptera undulated obsessively in mid-air like a thousand miniature marionettes on invisible strings.
It was dusk by the time I returned, caked with mud and dried algae, to where Gladys was perched with a cup of tea in her hand, on a high knob of rock overlooking the dale.
“Eee,” she said with a satisfied air, “This’d be a raht good spot ter build a castle, me duck. An’ a nahce wee village dahn on t’ banks o’t’stream. A good place fer Gnomes, Ah reckon. No disturbances, lahk - just peace an’ quiet. Perfect fer thinkin’ an’ inventin’.”
“Hum,” I said, lighting my pipe. “What would you call it?”
Gladys looked at me quizzically. “Why - Ah suppose Ah’d call it Castletown, if it ‘ad a castle. Wot else?” Then she paused and looked towards the north. “But it’ll ‘ave ter wait. We’ve got more travellin’ ter do.”
I found myself reflecting, not for the first time, that the determination with which Gladys had pursued our northward course, and the meticulousness with which she had kept us walking along the Zeroth degree of longitude in spite of all meanderings, suggested that she had some kind of premonition about what lay ahead of us - but as always, something in her eyes prevented me from asking. Not knowing what to say, I handed the miniaturised short-range telescope back to her, and was about to begin enthusing about the glories of the Odonata when she tucked the little contraption back into my pocket.
“Ah won’t be needin’ that ol’ thing any more,” she chuckled with a dismissive wave of her hand.
“Hum, whyever not?” I asked, unable to conceive how one could do without such a fine piece of apparatus once one had tried it.
“Wot d’yer think Ah’ve bin doin’ fer t’last six hours, ‘Ingefinkle?” she said with an exasperated look. “Ah’ve been makin’ a new improved model, that’s wot. Twahce th’ magnification, an’ nowt by way o’ colour fringes! Wot else is a woman ter do while t’ol’ codgers’re off chasin’ damsel-flies? Twiddle ‘er thumbs?”
*
Since I was afraid of appearing stupid, I refrained from asking Gladys how that little black bag of hers could possibly be capable of carrying all her provisions, the perfect pocket-watch, and all of the equipment required for the making of a telescope. We spent the night in the great stone cleft above the valley, before moving on with the rising of the sun.
“Tha’ll be gettin’ yer monsters soon enough,” said Gladys as we climbed the opposite hillside. “Tha knows what’s beyond these ‘ills, Ah suppose?”
“Hum,” I said. “No indeed. I have never been this far north before, so how should I know?”
“Eeee,” said Gladys, “tha’s nowt but a great daft owd bugger sometimes. Call yerself a monsterologist, duss tha? Well! We’ve an ‘undred mahles ter go t’th’Arp River, an’ between ‘ere an’ there - thar’s nowt but Wild Lands. Thar’ll be monsters starin’ at yer from every dark corner, you mark mah words, an’ yer won’t see nowt of ‘em but their eyes, glarin’ in t’ darkness! An’ it won’t do no good ter use yer astrolabe; yer won’t be able ter see t’stars fer vegetation!”
I was about to express my enthusiasm in response to this description, but my breath was quite taken away, for at that moment we cleared the brow of the hill, and I saw at once the truth of Gladys’s claims. The Wild Lands stood before us, a countless army of oak and hazel trees, stretching as far as the eye could see to east and west. Wind whistled mournfully through the gnarled branches, and a great flock of rooks soared into the air and circled mournfully above our heads. Before the woods there was a great ditch and rampart, and I could not avoid the impression that the people of those parts had dug the earthworks as a first line of defence against whatever lurked beyond. The first few rows of trees had been pollarded or coppiced some time in the past, but as Gladys tugged me by the sleeve and led me beneath the gnarled oak boughs, I perceived that, not far beyond the rampart, the trees were wild and untended, their trunks swathed at the base, where light permitted, with impenetrable brambles and nettles. The branches hung thick with grey-green lichens, and the fallen timbers were encrusted with fungi, spewing their black spores into the musty currents of air which swept across the forest floor. And as we walked deeper into the Wilds, there was nothing to be heard but the creaking of ancient bark in the wind, and our own footsteps seemed like distant echoes in the dank and mouldering semi-darkness. There was something unnatural about that darkness, but to this day, I would be flummoxed if you asked me what it was.
As Gladys had predicted, creatures watched us from the shadows as we pressed onward hour after hour. Or at least, I presumed that they did, for I would only ever see them in the corner of my eye - a movement in the undergrowth or the glowing of a slitted pupil - and then, when I swung around to face whatever it might be, there would be nothing there, and Gladys would tut and grab me by the arm once more, dragging me further into the spreading blackness. Sometimes, I could have sworn that we were surrounded on all sides by little pinpoints of light, but wherever I directed my gaze, they would extinguish themselves, leaving me confusedly rubbing my eyes.
“Gladys! Wait!” I whispered hoarsely. “I think I see some tracks!” They were quite unmistakable in the light of my lantern; the naked footprints of a large hominid, freshly impressed on the mould. I observed with some dismay that the prints culminated in deeply-scored grooves, suggesting claws of considerable ferocity. “Fiddlesticks! It’s not Goblins, is it? But I can’t smell them!”
Gladys stooped over the great footprints - which, as I noted with some alarm, were roughly twice the size of my own - first looking through her spectacles and then squinting above them. “Nay!” she said at last. “Tha’s got no need ter get all aeriated. No Goblin were ever that big! That thare is a wodehouse footprint. Daft owd clumsy buggers, they be, but they only ever kill people by accident. Nowt ter worry abaht at all!”
“This is - this is absolutely fascinating!” I cried, and realised with a start that my voice seemed to be echoing throughout the entire forest. But I must confess that enthusiasm had quite driven away all fear. The wodehouse is described in great detail in the bestiaries (though some are marred by their erroneous insistence that wodehouses only live in the Indies, where they do battle with centaurs - a quite ridiculous assertion, since centaurs are the purely mythical products of the over-indulged and under-utilised imaginations of Keltia’s former oppressors). It would seem that a far better summary is that contained in the bestiary owned by Druid Agrimony - admittedly not always a reliable source, but in this case at least, well deserving quotation:
Beware the wodehouse of the woods
Who pilfers packs and steals the goods
Of unsuspecting passers-by,
In lands where none may hear their cry
Of disgruntled, dread dismay!
A wodehouse pelt is grizzled grey,
It dangles down about his knees
And oft is thick with grime and grease.
Hairy too his feet and paws
All four of which do end in claws.
His face is fit to curdle milk
For all creatures of his ilk
Possess a most upsetting scowl.
He slobbers oft, his breath is foul,
And gutteral his gurgling gripe.
He may be caught with bits of tripe
Hung upon a simple trap -
Or failing that, a piece of crap
Will entice him just as well
(But once he’s caught, he’ll give you hell).
A wodehouse walks on his hind feet,
His hands reserved to choke and beat,
Batter, bruise, belay and belt:
The fight’s not worth it for his pelt.
You fool! Flee faster while you can!
Don’t rouse the wrath of the wild man!
I was not, needless to say, particularly interested in the wodehouse’s pelt - unless perhaps to determine whether the proverbial greasiness of wodehouse hair is the product of some uropygial gland, or merely a consequence of unrefined eating habits - but the opportunity to observe the creature at close quarters was enticing for other reasons. There was the question of auricles and ventricles, for a start; by means of my stethoscope I hoped to learn something of the relationship between the wodehouse and the other hominid races. I also hoped to be able to determine whether, in addition to walking on its hind legs, the creature was capable of swinging from overhead branches with its hands. My mind reeled with questions: does the wodehouse possess a tail; does its dentition suggest an omnivorous diet or one composed entirely of tripe and manure; does the creature have recourse to the use of tools; does it recognise archetypal gestures such as laughing, frowning or weeping; is its “gurgling gripe” savage and inarticulate - or does it contain the rudiments of language? In short, I could not contain my excitement - and indeed did not attempt to do so, but instead poured all my energies into communicating that excitement to Gladys Sparkbright, inventor of the Humane Hydra Trap.
“Eeee - Ah don’t rahtly know whether Ah should encourage you, ‘Ingefinkle. Ah’m able ter invent a pocket watch wit’ no friction, a high-resolution oil-immersion mahcroscope, a miniaturahsed short-range telescope - an’ all tha wants from me is traps. Rahtio, then - but this trap’ll be t’ trap ter end all traps - you mark mah words!” And with that, Gladys industriously set about building a wodehouse trap. In the meantime, since our provisions did not appear to include any tripe, I went about the business of procuring a stool (and the means by which I did so must remain my secret). I returned in time to be thrown to the ground by a large explosion which hurled earth up from the forest floor to a height of seven ells. By the time I had staggered to my feet, Gladys was walking towards me, dusting off her hands and cramming her hair back into place with a knitting needle.
“Raht. ‘Ast tha got t’ bait? Eeee! Well done, ‘Ingefinkle - but Ah think Ah’ll let you attach it - to that wee ‘ook hangin’ from that thare bough.”
As I impaled the bait on the hook indicated by Gladys, I surveyed the scene with amazement. Never was a trap so complex, nor so fail-safe: any one of the multitudinous mechanisms of Gladys Sparkbright’s Wodehouse Trap would have been sufficient to secure our quarry. My eyes boggled at the formidable array of trip-wires, bent boughs, greased tree-trunks and divers other contraptions made of chiselled oak-boughs and held together with pieces of knotted string. I deduced that the trap was triggered by the trip-wire, which would cause a piece of twined ivy to wrap itself around the wodehouse’s legs in response to the merest vibration. This in turn would cause one of the bent boughs to swing into the air, carrying the wodehouse with it, where the creature would dangle upside-down above the large, circular pit which had been formed by the explosion.
“Hum,” I said. “An admirable trap, Gladys. If the wodehouse escapes from the ivy rope, it will promptly drop into the pit, which, I perceive, you have smeared with dripping. Well, I doubt whether the dripping will damage the pelt. But you don’t think, do you, Gladys, that the wodehouse might have been frightened away by your explosion?”
“Nay!” Gladys waved her arm dismissively. “Wodehouses’re as deaf as posts. ‘E’ll be in t’ trap bah mornin’, raht as rain!”
*
We retreated into the forest until we were sure that our movements would not frighten our quarry, and then, oblivious to the gaze of a thousand elusive eyes, we sat down and waited. Gladys rummaged about in her little black bag, rearranging things until her ball of string would fit inside. I fiddled with my tinder-box and lit my pipe, and Gladys remarked that she ought to invent an improvement on flint-striking for the making of fire. My smoke rings curled into the darkness; I emptied my pipe and refilled it - once, twice - I know not how many times. Now, the darkness was total, and lighting my lantern, I perceived that Gladys had fallen asleep, exhausted as she was from her exertions.
“Hum,” I said to myself. “I wonder if we’ve caught the wodehouse yet?” and raising my lantern, I wandered off to check the trap.
My dear little Alias - if ever you should find yourself in the environs of the Harp River, do not underestimate the power of the darkness to distort one’s sense of direction. I wandered this way and that, groping on the forest floor in search of the pegs which held the trap, but all I found was mould, mushrooms, and the grooved and pitted bark of ancient treetrunks. At last, I gave up hope, and had just set my mind to finding Gladys again, when there was a loud twang, and my sense of disorientation was magnified by the fact that, so far as my befuddled mind could deduce, I appeared to be hanging upside-down somewhere in the middle of the Wild Lands, my eyes staring into pitch-darkness. To make matters worse, the myriad glowing eyes appeared to have abandoned their furtiveness, and were now gazing hungrily at me to the accompaniment of the licking of a multitude of lips.
“Gladys?” I called, somewhat forlornly at first, but as the eyes increased in diameter, more loudly and with greater urgency. “Gladys? I appear to have met with a mishap. Gladys? Oh fiddlesticks, do wake up!”
But it seemed that Gladys was slumbering blissfully on, and as time crept by and the creatures crept closer, I could feel the blood slowly accumulating at the top of my cranium until my feet felt as though they were encased in ice. Water dripped on me from an overhanging branch, and its inexorable rhythm was driving me to distraction. “Gladys!”
“Eeee! ‘Ingefinkle! What hast tha been up to?” came Gladys’s voice from the darkness. “Yer’ve missed t’ wodehouse, tha knows!”
“What do you mean, I’ve missed the wodehouse?” I cried, feeling quite dizzy and not at all myself.
“Well,” said Gladys, “Ee were with me just now, plain as t’ nose on yer face!”
“Hum. You mean - you caught a glimpse of him?”
“Glimpse? Nay, ‘Ingefinkle, Ah ‘ad meself a nahce long chat with ‘im.”
“You chatted with a wodehouse?” I squeaked. “What did he say?”
“Oh, nowt as could be understood,” replied Gladys consolingly, “an’ ee were a bit deaf - Ah ‘ad ter shout down ‘is lug ‘ole ter make ‘im understand me.”
“I see,” I said, gallantly maintaining my composure, “and what precisely did you do with this wodehouse?”
I could hear Gladys rolling up the sleeves of her cardigan in the darkness. “We ‘ad a nahce ‘ot cup o’ tea, that’s wot!” she said.
“Oh,” I said, because there was very little else worth saying.
“Raht, then,” laughed Gladys. “Well, we’d best be off. Tahme ter be headin’ north again.” The blood at the top of my cranium pounded as I realised that she was walking back the way she had come.
“Gladys!” I blubbered, for I confess that by that stage I was feeling a wee bit of vertigo.
“Eh?” said Gladys’s receding voice. “Wot’s tha gettin’ all aeriated abaht, ‘Ingefinkle?”
“Hum,” I replied. “I don’t suppose you could start inventing a way of getting me down from here, could you Gladys?”
It is at times like those that I wish I had been less ambitious, and chosen to specialise in the Odonata.
Clemant Voule, Relator Especial das Nações Unidas sobre os Direitos à Liberdade de Reunião Pacífica e de Associação, compareceu a evento no Centro de Artes da Maré, com organizações e coletivos para formalização de relatório. | Foto: Douglas Lopes
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