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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)
Jeremy Corbyn showed heavily-redacted government documents, obtained by campaigners, relating to months of trade talks between the US and the UK.
Then he unveiled 451 pages of uncensored documents which he claimed prove US officials put the NHS on the table in Brexit trade talks. Talks were held between the UK's Department for International Trade and the US Trade Representative (USTR), according to the leaked documents. The documents named civil servants and details of negotiations. After one meeting, UK officials admitted the US was pushing for a no-deal Brexit to get more out of a trade deal with Britain. The document said: "USTR were also clear that the UK-EU situation would be determinative: there would be all to play for in a No Deal situation. But UK commitment to the Customs Union and Single Market would make a UK-US Free Trade Agreement a non-starter."
El Relator Rodrigo Escobar Gil atiende solicitudes de entrevistas con miembros de la prensa hondureña e internacional tras 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.
The Problems Relating to the Management & Excavations of the Archaeological Ruins of Herculaneum / Pompeii as Reported in Foreign Press (1904-2002). "Pompeii - Directors: Excavations and Restorations 1910 - 1961." POMPEIVIVA - SSBANeP 2010.
Fonte / source: POMPEIVIVA - "Pompeii - Directors: Excavations and Restorations 1910 - 1961." POMPEIVIVA - SSBANeP 2010.
www.pompeiviva.it/pv/en/responsabiliattivitascavo_1910196...
Musée d'Orsay,
Paris, France
Eva Gonzalès
Une loge aux Italiens, 1874
Oil on canvas
The vivid female figure relates visually more directly to the bouquet of flowers - either presented to her, or intended for the star performer - than to her escort. The artist, Manet's only pupil, like her teacher showed at the official Salons rather than with the Impressionists.
The theatre auditorium, and in particular the box, a popular place for society exchanges, was a subject frequently chosen by the Impressionists. The most famous of these works is, without doubt, The Theatre Box (London, Courtauld Institute Galleries) which Renoir submitted in the first Impressionist Exhibition in 1874. This painting by Eva Gonzalès was produced at the same time and, in its first version, may have been refused initially at the 1874 Salon, before being exhibited, after some changes, at the 1879 Salon, where it was given a rapturous reception.
The young painter claimed that she had been taught by Manet, who advised her as a friend. This relationship can be clearly seen, as much in the choice of a "modern" subject as in the sharp contrasts where pale skin and light-coloured fabrics are set against a dark background. The bouquet placed on the edge of the box is almost directly quoted from the master, and recalls the bouquet offered to Olympia. One even wonders if Manet had not had a direct involvement in the painting's design, as there is a pastel version by him, which remained a sketch. The strange detachment of the figures – Henri Guérard, the husband of the artist, and her sister, Jeanne Gonzalès – also recalls Manet's decision never to give the spectator an explicit interpretation of the subject, thus avoiding the pitfalls of anecdote and facile sentimentality.
www.musee-orsay.fr/en/collections/works-in-focus/painting...
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The color brown is a serious, down-to-earth color signifying stability, structure and support.
Relating to the protection and support of the family unit, with a keen sense of duty and responsibility, brown takes its obligations seriously. It encourages a strong need for security and a sense of belonging, with family and friends being of utmost importance.
In the meaning of colors, brown is the color of material security and the accumulation of material possessions.
The color brown relates to quality in everything - a comfortable home, the best food and drink and loyal companionship. It is a color of physical comfort, simplicity and quality. From a negative perspective it can also give the impression of cheapness and stinginess in certain circumstances.
Brown is friendly and approachable. It is loyal, trustworthy and dependable in a practical and realistic way.
In color psychology, brown is honest, genuine and sincere. It relates to the hardworking, the industrious and reliable, with both feet planted firmly on the ground.
It is sensual, sensitive and warm, engulfing one in a feeling of calmness and comfort.
It is a practical and sensible color which implies common sense. It hides the dirt!
The color brown is associated with wholesome, natural and organic produce and anything related to the great outdoors, agriculture and farming.
Brown is a frugal color - it is not associated with frivolity, excess or waste in any form. While it is materialistic, it values quality above all else, and everything in moderation.
Some browns can show a degree of sophistication or elegance, depending on other colors associated with the brown. For example, brown with a soft white or ivory can appear stylish and classy, although more casual than black with soft white or ivory.
Brown suppresses the emotions, creating a safe haven from the stresses of the outside world within which problems can be contemplated and solved.
Brown is a color of structure, although by no means does it encourage perfectionism - rather it encourages orderliness and organization.
The color brown gives reassurance. It is quietly confident but never the life of the party! Brown does not seek attention - it prefers to stay in the background, allowing other colors around it to shine.
Brown is solid with strength and maturity. It prefers to function in its own safe little world - it is not carefree and spontaneous and doesn't like surprises. It can be considered dull, boring and unexciting by many. In fact it is one of the least preferred colors in the western world, along with orange and yellow.
Brown is a predominant color on the planet, along with green. Brown is comforting and stabilizing, while green is balancing and rejuvenating, just what we all need to help us deal with the stresses of modern life.
The psychological meaning of the color brown can vary slightly depending on the colors which are mixed together to create the brown. Brown can be a combination of black, yellow, orange, red, gray, green, blue, pink and purple, and each of the colors in it will add a variation to the meaning.
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District Six Museum of artifacts relating to aparthied, racial segration enforced through legislation
Relator do PLP 18/2022, senador Fernando Bezerra Coelho (MDB-PE), concede entrevista.
O parlamentar fala sobre projeto que limita a cobrança de ICMS sobre combustíveis, telecomunicações e energia elétrica. Fernando Bezerra fez a leitura, em plenário, do relatório do PLP 18/2022. Duas propostas de Emenda à Constituição sobre combustíveis e biocombustíveis devem ser apresentadas.
Foto: Roque de Sá/Agência Senado
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.
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.
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)
This relates to the awful riots and looting by feral consumer units, oops I mean children and young adults who were let loose on Britain's cities to wreak complete devastation on shops, flats and warehouses.
We raised them to think only of themselves and money and now they don't care about anything except getting expensive gear which ever way they can.
This color relates to acquired knowledge. It is the color which resonates with the left or logic side of the brain stimulating our mental faculties and creating mental agility and perception.
Being the lightest hue of the spectrum, the color psychology of yellow is uplifting and illuminating, offering hope, happiness, cheerfulness and fun.
In the meaning of colors, yellow inspires original thought and inquisitiveness.
Yellow is creative from a mental aspect, the color of new ideas, helping us to find new ways of doing things. It is the practical thinker, not the dreamer.
Yellow is the best color to create enthusiasm for life and can awaken greater confidence and optimism.
The color yellow loves a challenge, particularly a mental challenge.
Within the meaning of colors, yellow is the great communicator and loves to talk. Yellow is the color of the networker and the journalist, all working and communicating on a mental level. Yellow is the scientist, constantly analyzing, looking at both sides before making a decision; methodical and decisive. Yellow is the entertainer, the comic, the clown.
Yellow helps with decision making as it relates to clarity of thought and ideas, although it can often be impulsive. Yellow helps us focus, study and recall information, useful during exam time.
The color yellow can be anxiety producing as it is fast moving and can cause us to feel agitated.
Yellow has a tendency to make you more mentally analytical and critical - this includes being self critical as well as critical of others.
Yellow is non-emotional, coming from the head rather than the heart. Yellow depends on itself, preferring to not get emotionally involved.
Yellow is related to the ego and our sense of self worth, to how we feel about ourselves and how we are perceived by others.
Yellow is the most highly visible of all colors which is why it is used for pedestrian crossings. Take note of the crossings which are marked in white - they are less easy to see than those marked yellow, particularly on wet and cloudy days.
I can so relate to this quote. Cars/hot rods/street rods/muscle & pony cars/pickups/motorcycles are for DRIVING/RIDING not sleeping in da garage. I'm not a fan of 'Trailer Queens' and usually chose not to feature them.
DELTA RODDERS BALCLUTHA info
Postal: PO Box 248, Balclutha 9240
Geographical Area: South Otago
Meetings -
When: Last Tuesday of each month, except December.
Where: South Otago Town & Country Club, Yarmouth St.
Time: 7.30pm
See link below for a front angle of this stunning '55 Ford F100.
Graffiti relating to Xinjiang and Tibet is seen on the pavement during a rally in Hong Kong on December 22, 2019 to show support for the Uighur minority in China. - Hong Kong riot police broke up a solidarity rally for China's Uighurs on December 22 -- with one officer drawing a pistol -- as the city's pro-democracy movement likened their plight to that of the oppressed Muslim minority. (Photo by Anthony WALLACE / AFP) (Photo by ANTHONY WALLACE/AFP via Getty Images)
David Murray's involvement relates to positions he held within particular circles. He was President of the Glasgow Archaeological Society from 1895 to 1898, and he was Rhind Lecturer in Archaeology in 1908. From 1900 to 1903 he was Vice-President of the Society of Antiquaries of Scotland, and from 1904 until 1907, he acted as President of the Royal Philosophical Society of Glasgow.
For more re the 1901 Glasgow International Exhibition: special.lib.gla.ac.uk/exhibns/month/oct1999.html
Reference: Mu25-a.29
View the catalogue online: eleanor.lib.gla.ac.uk/record=b1484215
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)
Nahimana, 22, mother of two, including abstract and overview shots relating to her story as well as pics of her children and family (mother & sister) She works at a market and also sells sex in order to provide for her children.
Watch the film here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=pkhgPnYM2CA
© International HIV/AIDS Alliance
立法會跟進香港國際機場三跑道系統相關事宜小組委員會視察三跑道系統項目填海工程
立法会跟进香港国际机场三跑道系统相关事宜小组委员会视察三跑道系统项目填海工程
LegCo Subcommittee to Follow Up Issues Relating to Three-runway System at HK International Airport observes three-runway system reclamation works (2017.05.05)
Each Friday at the Campbell Historical Museum kids can enjoy craft activities that relate to a historical theme.
I chose coffee and tea shops or cafés as my topic because it can be relatable to almost everyone. While researching I realized that there are many aspects that go into making coffee. It starts with the farmers that grow the plants that then turn into beans, then get processed, then shipped here and then get pieced out into cups. Coffee or tea could be a dividing question among groups of people, but everyone has their choice. I drink both, but if I had to choose just one I would have to say tea. It’s a good thing most coffee shops serve tea as well. I think the target audience would be anyone older than 13. Caffeine consumption seems to be starting earlier and earlier with teenagers, and people have serious addictions to these drinks. I think that the goal would be to inform the background on how coffee is made, display and feature the café, as well as selling products and merchandise for the café.
relating the front of the building to the scale of the lakeside garden to the lake and background beyond. The scale of the building is a little bit off.
This is a photo and Newspaper Clipping that relates to Elizabeth (Hennen) Mariner. Elizabeth was born 2 August 1811 in Greene County Pennsylvania to George Hennen and Mahala Argo. She married on 29 January 1830, Dr James Mariner. She died 19 January 1909, and at the time of her death she was the oldest woman in Greene County!
This photo for a time was Misidentified as Sarah (Stewart) Thomas, mother of Eliza Jane Thomas, wife of Jackson Kughn. That has proven to be Incorrect.
The Problems Relating to the Management & Excavations of the Archaeological Ruins of Herculaneum / Pompeii as Reported in Foreign Press (1904-2002). "Prof. A. Maiuri. The People Of Herculaneum - New Finds Reveal," The Times, Sep 29, 1932; p. 11. [3/3].
This is the my ninth sexyletterart — Relator. I was inspired by the song Relator (artist — Scarlett Johansson & Pete Yorn). I have based in my work on the font Lady Rene. Designed by Laura Varsky.
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.
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.
Another picture relating to the Steed family of Stanton Suffolk. Named after his father Arthur John he was known as Jack He was born in Stanton in around 1894. .His records show that he married an Ethel Denney in Diss in Aug 1918 and was a Wesleyan. 5ft 9 inch tall.
Ethel Denny was from Norwich.
The back of the card is plain . In the photo are Arthur John Steed , Ethel Steed (Denny) 1st daughter Peggy born in 1923 and his 2nd daughter Cynthia born 1929 . So this must date to around 1930-1. Cynthia married a James L Thompson in Norwich in 1950
Part of a a big collection of several hundred photos which were unwanted by any one at an auction sale.Rather than see them go in the bin I rescued them.
At the foot of a sculpture titled Neolithic Shaman at the Calanais Visitor Centre on the isle of Lewis there is a quote relating a version of how the stones at Calanais, or Callanish were erected. The black men mentioned in the quote below come to my imagination as shadow folk, or dark beings. Their internment in the stones could be symbol of shadows retreating and regenerating as the light and warmth of the sun works brilliant bright daily and seasonal magic upon the site. This site of bright and dark contrast between the peat and the light shimmering stones is definitely tuned into to the illumination of the moon whose subtle shadow play may underscore the whole composition.
“Once there was a great King who was also a Holy Priest, he came to Lewis with many ships and in the ships were lesser priests and great stones and black men to handle them. It was these black men who set up the Circle. While the black men were so employed, many died and were buried with ceremony inside the circle. When the stones were all in place, some of the priests and the remaining black men sailed away, but the Great Priest stayed and with him lesser priests and he invited men from other Isles to come and serve him, and some came. The priests wore robes made of skins and feathers of birds, that of the Chief Priest being white with a girdle made from the neck feathers of mallard drakes, the other priests wore feather cloaks of mixed colours. The Chief Priest never appeared without wrens (or a wren) flying near him.”
Otta F. Swire, Outer Hebrides and Their Legends Hardcover, 1966.
Pictures and none quoted words Copyright PHH Sykes 2016
phhsykes@gmail.com
Links
Simant Bostock
Calanais Visitor Centre
www.callanishvisitorcentre.co.uk
At the foot of a sculpture titled Neolithic Shaman at the Calanais Visitor Centre on the isle of Lewis there is a quote relating a version of how the stones at Calanais, or Callanish were erected. The black men mentioned in the quote below come to my imagination as shadow folk, or dark beings. Their internment in the stones could be symbol of shadows retreating and regenerating as the light and warmth of the sun works brilliant bright daily and seasonal magic upon the site. This site of bright and dark contrast between the peat and the light shimmering stones is definitely tuned into to the illumination of the moon whose subtle shadow play may underscore the whole composition.
“Once there was a great King who was also a Holy Priest, he came to Lewis with many ships and in the ships were lesser priests and great stones and black men to handle them. It was these black men who set up the Circle. While the black men were so employed, many died and were buried with ceremony inside the circle. When the stones were all in place, some of the priests and the remaining black men sailed away, but the Great Priest stayed and with him lesser priests and he invited men from other Isles to come and serve him, and some came. The priests wore robes made of skins and feathers of birds, that of the Chief Priest being white with a girdle made from the neck feathers of mallard drakes, the other priests wore feather cloaks of mixed colours. The Chief Priest never appeared without wrens (or a wren) flying near him.”
Otta F. Swire, Outer Hebrides and Their Legends Hardcover, 1966.
Pictures and none quoted words Copyright PHH Sykes 2016
phhsykes@gmail.com
Links
Simant Bostock
Calanais Visitor Centre
Day 150
12/20
I reach for you. You're warm when I hold you. We fit together perfectly. Your smell tingles my insides as I slowly breathe in and out. Your taste is incredible and I savior every last bit of it. The feeling of you all over me, around me, next to me, brings me incredible warmth and comfort. You've warmed up to me, made me feel comfortable and content. As time goes on though, you grow cold and turn. You change into something I no longer want to have on a chilly, winter day. You disgust me to the point that the sight of you hurts, the sound of your voice breaks me. Your warmth is gone, and over time, so are you. Nicole Ashley Cameli, hold the applause, please.
METAPHOR. Idea inspired by a good friend of mine. Not really relating to anything completely.
Completely gone.
It's not worth trying to get to me.
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.
This was taken a few months back, but relates to something kind of funny/strange that happened last week. First of all, it is not our cat, but that is our side yard fence. The cat belongs to the house behind us. He is staring at another neighborhood cat that was in our front yard at the time.
So, the other night I wake up around 5am and go to the bathroom. I hear water running in the pipes below. Very loud. I go downstairs and look around thinking maybe a pipe burst, but can't find anything, so I turn off the water main to the house to make the noise stop. After lying awake for 2 hours until the sun came up, which included going down to check around the house with a flashlight for leaking water, including outside, I finally get up again and use the bathroom. Afterward, I turn on the water main to fill up the toilet tank. This time, I quickly traced the sound of the water from the pipes below our room to the hose bib on the side of the house right below where this cat is sitting in this photo. Sure enough, the faucet is on. At first I was at a loss to explain it. Finally arrived at the possibility of an animal turning on the faucet by bumping into it, since I've actually done that a few times. Sure enough, lots of scratches on the fence boards next to the faucet. Yeah, the house is weird in that the pipes to that faucet go up through the center of the house to the attic and then down the side wall. It is like they forgot to plumb for it when they poured the foundation. Most of the pipes are there instead. I never hear that faucet from inside when it is on since I'm the one using it outside normally.
Short story long, I think this cat had used the faucet as a spring board enough times to climb up the fence that it had finally nudged the water on. It can't have been on for long, since there wasn't any puddling yet. It had rained the night before, though, so I didn't notice it when I waved the flashlight around earlier. All I can say is that I'm glad we didn't have a leak in the house like I was originally imagining in my fog of sleep. That, and I'm glad the water was only on for a little while. I don't think it would have done any damage since the water would have run off into the yard and down the street, but it would have been a huge waste if it had happened a few days previously, when we were away for the weekend.
Cute cat, though. He is a roamer. Kind of surprised the coyotes haven't gotten him yet. We still haven't gotten any new cats. Still strange to not have any in the house anymore. We're thinking maybe in the spring.
I've been spending the last two weeks doing work experience at RPM, a creative agency who specialise in experiential marketing.
During the first couple of days the guys there wanted some of my work on their walls, so they set me on a brief of creating all the signage for each of their different departments, there's nine of them and each illustration relates to what they do in each department. It took a lot of time to redefine each design and make small tweaks, but once finished we were both really happy with the end results.
Quite soon these will all be printed as vinyls and placed on the walls around the company building. Great work, and cool people there, thanks for the oppurtunity guys!
Relating to a generally known fairy-tale character, Cosima von Bonin’s temporary installation TAGEDIEB (IDLER) is a work focusing on the commercial excesses of inner city spaces. Her Pinocchio presents himself as a disruptive element on Vienna’s consumption binge boulevard, because he resists the impulse to buy and – as an “idler” and “good-for-nothing” – interferes with the efficient flow of transactions, thus symbolically obstructing the circulation of money and commodities. In a culture of logos, the art object turns into a “blank,” heralding a social utopia beyond the market logic in its rejection of commercialization and trade efficiency. When the viewer approaches the Pinocchio sculpture, a light comes on setting the figure off against its environs – an ironic reference to the cult of short-lived prominence in today’s everyday media world: Pinocchio as a star in the casting show of public life.
Badbury Clump, near Faringdon, Oxfordshire.
HINGEFINKLE'S LOGBOOK (Fourth instalment)
The Tale of the Giant Leech of Sumatra
for which the world is only just prepared
It was unusual indeed for my friend Agrimony, who was, after all, a self-styled hermit, to have any visitors other than myself, so you may well imagine my surprise when, one morning in midsummer, I paid my customary visit and discovered that he already had company. Agrimony sat with his back to me as I entered the room, but I could sense by the stiffness of his silhouette against the window that the young maiden sitting opposite him had been in the midst of relating events of considerable interest. He turned and appraised me through his monocle, and motioned towards a spare chair.
“Ah, Hingefinkle, it’s you. Pray, take a seat, light one of your infernal pipes if you must, and pay close attention to what Miss Euphorbia-”
“Forgive me, Sir, but it’s Miss Eleanor,” interrupted the young woman, turning a pair of gentle, dark eyes on my companion, and combing a tress of black hair behind her ear. I noted at once that the ear rose to a delicate point at the end.
Agrimony gave a sigh of exasperation and let the monocle drop to his paunch as he continued, “- and pay attention to what Miss Elasmucha has to say. It promises to be, I think you will confess, a tale which is not without interest, especially to one of your particular inclinations, Hingefinkle, and your enthusiasm for monsters, may help to throw some light on the conundrum she intends to set before me. Now, young lady, if you would tell us the facts…”
I sat in the chair as commanded, and filled and lit my pipe, and as I did so, the young Miss Eleanor, who could not have been more than ten years of age – although, by that age, elves are considerably better developed than we humans - closed her eyes for a moment to gather her thoughts, and began.
“You may have observed, kind Sirs, that my parents are of elvish extraction. I live with them in the little hamlet overlooking the Bilberry Moor some ten miles south of here-”
“Hum,” I said appreciatively, “I know it well! Many is the time I have said, haven’t I, Agrimony, that one of these days I must get around to doing a cartographic survey of the -”
Agrimony waved his hand impatiently, so that I lapsed once more into silence, and the girl continued.
“Yes, Mr. Hingefinkle, it is indeed a very beautiful and mysterious place,” she said softly, “but as I grow older, I seem to see less of the beauty, and more of the mystery. My parents chose to live there not long after I was born, although my mother was destined for high office among the elves of Bluebell Wood. Mother and Father say that they wanted me to know what it was like to live among the round-eared people – to know their ways, experience their joys and sorrows, and, if you will forgive me, good Sirs, to learn something of their eccentricities.” Here, her eyes darted from Agrimony’s monocle to my pipe, and then rested nervously on the floor. “I am sure that they made the right decision, for I love the Moor, and the simple pleasures enjoyed by the people who live on its edge. Outsiders say that it is a bleak place, but once you are familiar with it, and know the paths which it is safe to take, it is difficult to imagine living anywhere else.”
“Hum – provided, of course, that you know where the bogs are, and manage to avoid them,” I added enthusiastically.
“Yes,” she replied, nodding slowly. “Or at least, that is what I had always thought, until -” and suddenly her voice broke off, and she stared into my companion’s eyes with half-suppressed terror written all over her fine-boned features. “Oh, Druid Agrimony, I am so frightened!” she cried in a rush of tears, clutching at his hand. Agrimony sat motionless, waiting for her to continue with her story. She regained her composure, and continued her narrative in faltering tones.
“One week ago, my parents went to the Bluebell Wood for the annual Council of Elves, leaving me in charge of the day-to-day running of the property. Father runs a small flock of sheep on the moors, and it is my duty to care for them until my parents return in two weeks’ time. Well, I was very proud of myself, for everything was running quite smoothly until – until last night. It was well past midnight when I was awoken by a peculiar sound drifting across the moors; the sort of noise that water sometimes makes running down a drainpipe – a sucking noise. I had never heard anything like it, even at night on the moors, and it left me mystified. As I listened, I detected another sound, not so loud as the first, and almost drowned out by it – but I recognised this sound at once. Druid Agrimony, it was the sound of one of Father’s sheep bleating with terror. I leapt from my bed, wrapped a cloak about my shoulders, lit a lantern, and rushed out of the front door of our little stone cottage. It was quite dark, and there was a thin mist, so I followed the course of the dry-stone wall upwards towards the moor, and then down the other side. Here I paused and listened carefully, but the strange noise and the bleating were no longer to be heard. All was silent, and as the mist from the bog crept about me, I shivered with fear. I have often been out on the moors at night, good Sirs, and never before have I been afraid – but that noise possessed a sinister, unnatural quality, and I was shaken by it. To make matters worse, there was a horrible, musty smell hanging about the hollow, which quite made the bile rise in my throat.
“I decided that there was little I could do with the aid of my little lantern amidst the rising mist, for the bog is a dangerous proposition after dark, so I turned back for home, resolving to return at first light. I had only walked a few steps when I stumbled over something soft, warm and bulky. I clutched at it with one hand as I fell. It was wool, good Sirs, but you can imagine my horror when, as I drew my hand away and held it to the light, I saw that it was soaked with blood. I turned up the lantern flame, and I confess that I could not suppress a scream – for there, lying amidst the sedges on the edge of the bog, was one of Father’s prize rams, quite dead, with a gaping, fleshy wound the size of a dinner plate on its chest. Beside it, the ground had been churned up, as if some giant serpent had threshed about upon it.”
“I see,” said Agrimony prosaically. “And what did you do then?”
“I ran away,” she replied. “There are legends – unspeakable legends -”
“Hum. That is quite true,” I ventured, “and the legends would seem to have some basis in fact.”
“Capital!” said Agrimony. “I perceive that you have already developed an opinion, Hingefinkle, you old codger!”
“I presume, young lady, that you refer to the Legend of the Giant Leech?” Eleanor nodded silently, and I continued. “Hum. Yes. Of course, the legend has probably been magnified out of all proportion, but I can furnish you with some details of a more trustworthy nature. It all started with my great-great grandfather Gearsprocket, the famous Eastern explorer – you have heard of him, I presume? Very well-”
“Codswallop!” Agrimony grumbled. “What possible connection can exist between your great grandfather Gearsprocket and this young lady’s dead sheep? Pah!”
“Hum. Great-great grandfather,” I insisted. “Gearsprocket was, as I have just said, a famous Eastern explorer. He was also a renowned collector of giant invertebrates; it was he who discovered the horseshoe crab -”
“Poppycock! An idle fantasy!” Agrimony rudely interrupted.
“Hum. And he also collected the first known living specimens of the bird-eating spider -”
“Pah! An impossibility!”
“- and the Giant Leech of Sumatra.”
“You really are a credulous old codger, aren’t you, Hingefinkle?” blustered Agrimony, his face turning the colour of a boiled beetroot. “You are not going to suggest, by any chance, that old Gearsprocket brought a giant leech here alive, all the way from Sumatra? I know about Gearsprocket’s travels, and the little barque he sailed in leaked like a sieve! It was barely seaworthy enough to carry him, let alone a gigantic leech.”
“Fiddlesticks!” I replied testily. “It was not a giant leech when he brought it. It was a juvenile. It grew up after he had got it here. He kept it penned up in a converted sheepfold on the Bilberry Moor, until one day it escaped and was never seen again. They found great-great-grandfather Gearsprocket two days later, half submerged in the mire, with a wound precisely like that which Miss Eleanor just described. Why! I should say that it is perfectly obvious that the Giant Leech of Sumatra still exists! This is fascinating! Absolutely fascinating!”
Agrimony rolled his eyes wrathfully, but to my surprise, he did not attempt to argue with me any further. “I will indeed look into your case, young madam, if only to disprove all this codswollop about corpulent bloodsucking nematodes. Quite frankly, I can’t be bothered with sitting around listening to him spouting such unutterable tripe!” He stood up, brushed off his cloak, and impatiently motioned for Miss Eleanor to exit, but as he did so, there was a knock.
“Fiddlesticks!” I said. “Three visitors in one day! You will be becoming popular, Agrimony!”
“Popular schmopular!” he cried, opening the door with a vicious snarl, but his expression faded into one of bemusement as Gladys Sparkbright, looking even more bedraggled than usual, marched into the Hermitage, a long tress of grey hair flopping about her face where it had fallen from its bun.
“Thar’s no point in beatin’ abaht th’ bush, so there isn’t,” she began, exhaustedly taking a seat without waiting to be invited. “Ah’ve bin robbed! Goblins, it were, or so ah should say by th’ smell. Cor! What a stink! Thought yer oughter know!” She grabbed the stray length of hair, wound it about the bun, and transfixed it with a knitting needle. “Ah ‘aven’t even begun ter make an inventory of everythin’ that’s missin’: three mahcroscopes, fifteen chronometers, one iron-ore extractor – an’ that were a brand new prototahpe… extracts th’ element from surroundin’ rock lahk a charm, so it does – two lathes, six boxes o’ teabags-”
“Indeed,” said Agrimony impatiently. “I suppose you have no idea how the culprits managed to abscond with so many things all at once.”
“Oh, aye, ah do! They ‘ad a cart! Th’ tracks were clearer’n th’ nose on yer face! In view o’ that – ah thought ah’d let yer know, considerin’ as you an’ ‘Ingefinkle are in possession o’ so many of mah rejects.”
“Quite so,” replied Agrimony. “I hope your goods will be safely returned – but in the meantime, the local Druid fraternity will provide you with the protection you need. I would do it myself, but this young lady here has already enticed me to the Bilberry Moor, and, frankly, I don’t think I can be bothered with all the bureaucracy involved with using protection spells these days. Hingefinkle! Put that pipe away! Are you coming or not?”
*
Snowdrop, it seemed, was in an even more stubborn and ponderous mood than usual, and Agrimony gnashed his teeth and bellowed at the poor carthorse as we followed the road, such as it was, to the Bilberry Moor. At length, however, he dropped the reins and turned to face me.
“I must confess, Hingefinkle, to being a little disappointed. For a moment I thought the young lady here had presented us with a considerable conundrum, but now I perceive that there is nothing remarkable in it at all.”
“Hum,” I replied indignantly, “I rather think that the Giant Leech of Sumatra would be considered remarkable by most people -”
“Codswallop! You must dismiss that absurd notion from your mind at once, Hingefinkle. There is considerable danger awaiting us, and if you insist on looking down every hole and peering into every quagmire in the hope of finding two-hundred-year old renegade leeches, you will only succeed in endangering us even more. There is only one feature in what we have heard today which requires any consideration. I commend to your attention the unpleasant olfactory sensation which Miss Euphorbia experienced in the hollow. A horrible, musty smell which quite made the bile rise in my throat. Cogitate on it if you can!”
I can only admit that I was flummoxed by this remark, for leeches, in my experience, hardly smell at all, but when I attempted to question him further, Agrimony refused to be moved, until at last the cart lurched across a rutted track on an upland meadow, and came to a halt at a little cottage built of the characteristic local stone.
“We can walk from here,” said Miss Eleanor as we dismounted, and she led us up the hillside, taking the path of the previous night, alongside the dry-stone wall. Her father’s sheep bleated and tramped about among the bilberries and heather as we climbed, and a grouse flew away on noisy wings, cluck-clucking as it went. Agrimony and I were quite breathless by the time we reached the top of the moor, but Eleanor dashed on ahead, running down the hillside towards the mire.
“There it is!” she cried, pointing to a patch of red and white amid the mottled greens, browns and purples of the moor. As we approached, we saw that it was indeed the ram, its head thrown back in rigor mortis, with a large, round wound on the chest, just above the heart. There were great, snake-like impressions in the ground beside it, and I quickly estimated the diameter of the body which had left them at half an ell. The nauseating, musty smell still hung about the hollow, and Agrimony sniffed at it distastefully, and then stooped at the head of the carcase. He drew back the ram’s upper lip, revealing blood-drained gums beneath.
“Hum,” I said triumphantly, “the marks in the ground and the sucker-wound would both appear to be consistent with my hypothesis. This is quite clearly the work of the Giant Leech of Sumatra, so fiddlesticks to you, Agrimony!”
“Indeed?” replied Agrimony testily. “Your nematode appears to have evolved somewhat in the past two hundred years, for it has evidently sprouted legs.” He gave a sarcastic sneer and pointed to a number of clawed footprints beside the lifeless body of the ram. The tracks led away towards the mire.
I stooped and inspected them carefully. “Remarkable!” I enthused. “These are hominid footprints, though I don’t know what to make of the claw-marks.”
“There is one other problem with your hypothesis, if you can credit it with so lofty a title,” added Agrimony. “How do you account for the rope which has so obviously been used to hobble the ram whilst it was being attacked? The chafing marks are still clearly visible, and in two places at least, the rope has rubbed the skin away completely.”
“Hum. That does seem to rule the leech out,” I had to admit, “at least as the sole agent in this crime.”
Agrimony gave me a withering look. “Precisely,” he said, and without another word, he strode off boldly across the mire, following the mysterious tracks.
“Be careful!” Eleanor called after him. “The mire has sucked many to their deaths!” but Agrimony waved his arm impatiently at her. She and I exchanged worried glances, and, as it was evident that Agrimony was not to be dissuaded, I shrugged my shoulders and followed him.
We walked through the mire for almost an hour, wending this way and that, great swathes of sphagnum moss and peaty bog on either side of us. Agrimony stopped frequently and bent over, examining the ground. Twice, it seemed that he had lost the trail, and we spent anxious moments wondering whether we were not stranded in the middle of the bog with no way forward and an impossible maze preventing our return to dry land. Agrimony took a stone from his pocket and tossed it onto the surface of the mire. For a moment it lay there, and then, slowly, it began to sink, until at last it was engulfed, leaving only a trail of peaty-brown bubbles on the surface.
“Observe, Hingefinkle,” he said, “one false step, and you’ll end up like the Tollund Man. Not that he is very well known yet, of course, but he will be… he will be!” And then he marched on, following faint impressions in the mossy ground.
“Fiddlesticks,” I said at last. “That smell is getting stronger. What on earth is it?”
“It is the stench of Goblins,” replied Agrimony beneath his breath. “I must warn you that when you meet them, you will find their manner quite charming at first, except of course for the smell. Do not be deceived. They are quite incorrigibly evil, and in this case, they are not only thieves, but potential murderers.” As he spoke, I stopped, and pointed wordlessly to a stone cairn on an island in the middle of the mire. A thin plume of smoke arose from a makeshift chimney in one corner of the structure, and despite the awful, pungent smell, I was quite sure that I could detect the smell of fried black pudding.
Agrimony gritted his teeth and stepped forward, prodding the ground suspiciously with his staff as he went. After some manoeuvring, we reached the cairn, and crept around the outer wall, until the entrance loomed up beside us.
“I say, Griswald, me old chap, I think we have visitors!” came a voice from inside the cave. It did not sound at all offensive, and for a moment I doubted Agrimony’s warning.
“Oh, how absolutely spiffing, Snotgobbler!” said a second voice, slightly higher-pitched than the first. Invite them in for a spot of tea, some fried bread and black pudding, do!”
We stepped through the doorway to find two dandyish-looking gentlemen sitting upon stools in front of a stove. Several pieces of black-pudding were sizzling on top of it, and one of the fellows was turning over pieces of fried bread with a spatula. But as I surveyed the rest of the rough-hewn room, I realised with a start that it was cluttered with gadgets from the workshop of Gladys Sparkbright: mud-spattered microscopes, dented telescopes, broken chronometers, and, in one corner, an enormous cylindrical object made of brass, from the end of which there protruded a long, flexible hose, about a half an ell in diameter, ending in a nozzle which looked for all the world like the oral orifice of a leech magnified ten thousand times.
“Observe,” whispered Agrimony, “the iron ore extractor.”
“Well, well! This is positively cosy,” said the young man with the spatula. He wore a dapper pin-striped suit and a tasteful green cravat. I must admit that he did look a personable sort of fellow, except that his feet were bare and hairy and ended in long, hooked claws – and that (how could I forget so obvious a thing?) his skin was a bright, sickly green.
“Absolutely cosy,” said the second young man, who was sitting at a rough-hewn table with a fork in his hand and a lily-white bib tucked into his admirably starched collar. His skin was quite as green as that of his fellow, and I noted with some disgruntlement that while he was popping the lightly-buttered pieces of black pudding into his mouth with commendable finesse and decorum, the urbane and sophisticated effect was somewhat marred by the fact that there was no plate, for he was eating the black pudding direct from the surface of the table. As Agrimony advanced into the room, the first young fellow turned and inverted the spatula over the table, scattering pieces of well-greased fried bread across its surface.
“Superbly cosy,” said the spatula-wielding fellow. “Take a seat, do! Oh – there isn’t one. Well. Never mind, what?” He turned back to the stove and began cracking a number of large leathery eggs on top of it. They popped and sizzled, and he prodded them with his spatula.
“Enough!” roared Agrimony, raising his staff, and as he did so, a remarkable, not to mention terrifying, change came over the young gentlemen. Their noses suddenly grew to four times their previous size, and became hooked at the ends. Warts sprouted up all over them. I recoiled in horror as the prim-looking waistcoat of the chap sitting at the table split up the back from top to bottom, revealing a portion of slimy green skin. The eyes of both young gentlemen suddenly became bloodshot, and the pupils glowed a malignant shade of purple. The spatula-wielding fellow opened his mouth to reveal an elongated blue tongue, and slowly began to lick the wax from his own earhole.
“You don’t like black-pudding, what?” said Snotgobbler with a drool. “Never mind! Perhaps we’ll turn you both into rissoles instead.”
“Oh, botheration!” said Griswald. “I’m sick of beastly rissoles. Can’t we turn them into proper sausages?”
Snotgobbler was on the verge of mentioning the possibility of human hamburgers, when Agrimony suddenly clapped his hands, and the pieces of black pudding flew into the air and stuffed themselves into the mouths and ears of Snotgobbler and Griswald. The two Goblins threw themselves helplessly upon the rocky floor of the cairn, spat out the bits of black pudding, and rolled about clutching their stomachs, slavering and squealing uncontrollably.
“So!” roared Agrimony, adopting a commanding stance with his foot on Snotgobbler’s head. “It was you two who stole the iron ore extractor from the workshop of Gladys Sparkbright, and adapted it for the purpose of blood-extraction, for the making of black puddings!”
“Yes!” cried Griswald between wails of perturbation. “It was us! And we’re proud of it!”
“I presume that making puddings from the ram was just a practice-run for the real thing?” said Agrimony, aiming a kick at Snotgobbler’s bottom.
“Yes, absolutely!” groaned Snotgobbler. “Black pudding made from mutton is not a patch on black pudding made from people!”
“Especially young people,” added Griswald with a groan.
“And especially elves,” choked Snotgobbler. “We were going to start with Miss Eleanor.”
“I thought as much,” said Agrimony grimly. “I would turn both of you into black puddings on the spot, but frankly, I can’t be bothered. Any suggestions, Hingefinkle?”
“Hum,” I said, after some thought. “You could turn them both into sheep. There would be a certain amount of poetic justice in that.”
And that is precisely what Agrimony did. Surprisingly, Griswald and Snotgobbler made wonderfully obedient sheep; they even led us across the maze of dry ground which passed through the mire and onto the moor, and with two well-aimed kicks, Agrimony propelled them towards the curious flock of sheep which had congregated at the edge of the mire.
“Hum,” I said, as Eleanor stared nonplussed at the new additions to her parents’ flock. “So the Goblins adapted the iron ore extractor to attract the haemoglobin in blood?”
“Haemoglobin, schlaemoglobin!” said Agrimony grumpily. “Do you realise the paperwork I shall have to do to justify my use of that little spell back there? It will take me a week to fill in the forms!”
“Fiddlesticks,” I replied, in as conciliatory tone as I could muster, “it will be worse for Gladys Sparkbright. She is going to have to invent a way to get the iron ore extractor and all her microscopes out of that quagmire!”
*
As a matter of fact, it took Agrimony two weeks to do the paperwork, because when he had completed it for the first time, the local Druid fraternity told him that they had recently changed the colour of Spell-Employment Notification Form 28Z/4150c from green to a lovely shade of lilac, and it was quite simply impossible for them to accept a Notification on the old form. I was on the verge of congratulating him on having signed and dated the lilac version of Form 28Z/4150c, when there was a knock at the door.
I put down my pipe and opened it to reveal Miss Eleanor, looking even paler and more frightened than she had done on her last visit to the Hermitage.
“Oh, Druid Agrimony!” she cried. “It’s Griswald and Snotgobbler! Father found them both this morning on the edge of the mire, quite dead, with gaping, bloody wounds on their chests. We looked for footprints, but there weren’t any, and oh -” (at this point she sobbed uncontrollably for a few moments before gathering her wits and continuing), “and when we looked out across the mire, a great pool of peaty water began to churn and froth, and something – something awful – arose from beneath the surface-”
“Hum,” I said calmly. “Dear Miss Eleanor. Take a deep breath, gather your thoughts, and then tell us what it was that you saw. There is nothing to fear.”
She obediently kept her silence for a few moments, and then burst into tears. “Oh, Mr. Hingefinkle! It was the head of a gigantic leech!”
Agrimony polished his monocle morosely, held it up to the light, and scrutinised it meticulously. “I see,” he said slowly. “In the light of this new development, I have a useful piece of advice for you and your parents.”
“What’s that?” asked Eleanor breathlessly.
Agrimony sat on his chair, put his feet up on a stool, and gazed vacantly at the ceiling. “Give up sheep-farming and go and live in the Bluebell Wood,” he said with a sigh.
Kinetic: Relating to, caused by, or producing motion.
These are called “Kinetic” photographs because there is motion, energy, and movement involved, specifically my and the camera’s movements.
I choose a light source and/or subject, set my camera for a long exposure (typically around 4 seconds), focus on my subject and push the shutter button. When the shutter opens I move the camera around with my hands...large, sweeping, dramatic movements. And then I will literally throw the camera several feet up into the air, most times imparting a spinning or whirling motion to it as I hurl it upward. I may throw the camera several times and also utilize hand-held motion several times in one photo. None of these are Photoshopped, layered, or a composite photo...what you see occurs in one shot, one take.
Aren’t I afraid that I will drop and break my camera? For regular followers of my photostream and this series you will know that I have already done so. This little camera has been dropped many times, and broken once when dropped on concrete outside. It still functions...not so well for regular photographs, but superbly for more kinetic work.
To read more about Kinetic Photography click the Wikipedia link below:
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And to see more of my Kinetic Photographs please visit my set, “Flux Velocity:”
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Albeit supremely risky this is one of my favorite ways to produce abstract photographs.
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On Friday, a Maryland federal judge granted summary judgment in favor of Intellectual Ventures on Capital One’s claims that IV’s acquisition and enforcement of patents relating to banking services violated U.S. antitrust law. In a 53-page memorandum Opinion, Judge Paul G. Grimm found that IV’s conduct in obtaining and enforcing its patents was immune from antitrust liability based on the Noerr-Pennington doctrine. In addition, the court held that Capital One was barred from relitigating its antitrust claims based upon a 2014 ruling from a Virginia federal court that had rejected similar antitrust claims alleged by Capital One against IV.
The IV Patent Case
In 2014, IV sued Capital One in federal court in Maryland for infringement of four IV patents (the author served as one of IV’s local counsel). Those patents generally related to various aspects of online banking. In response, Capital One filed antitrust counterclaims for monopolization and attempted monopolization under Section 2 of the Sherman Act, and unlawful asset acquisition under Section 7 of the Clayton Act.
In 2016, the district court granted summary judgment to Capital One on IV’s patent claims. The court found that two of IV’s patents were ineligible under Section 101 and the Supreme Court’s Alice decision. In addition, the court ruled that IV was collaterally estopped from asserting its other two patents based upon a previous decision in a New York federal case, which found those same two patents to be ineligible under Section 101. The patent aspects of the action were appealed, and in 2017, the Federal Circuit affirmed.
Capital One’s Antitrust Counterclaims
Meanwhile, the district court allowed litigation to proceed over IV’s antitrust counterclaims. The essence of Capital One’s antitrust claim was that:
IV’s business practice is to acquire a vast portfolio of thousands of patents that purportedly deal with technology essential to the types of services offered by commercial banks (such as ATM transactions, mobile banking, on-line banking, and credit card transactions). It then employs an aggressive marketing scheme whereby it makes an “offer” for banks to license (Capital One really would prefer to say “extorts” banks to license) its entire portfolio for a period of years at a jaw-droppingly high price. But, Capital One insists, when the banks ask for details about the patents covered in the portfolio in order to determine whether their services infringe them, IV refuses to disclose sufficient information to enable them to make an intelligent decision about whether they should agree to the license. And, if the bank balks at licensing the entire portfolio at IV’s take-it-or leave-it price, IV then threatens to file a patent infringement claim against the bank regarding only a few of the patents in the portfolio. Adding insult to injury, IV then makes it clear that should it lose the patent infringement case, it will simply file another (and if needed, another, and so on) regarding a different set of its patents, until the prospect of endless high-cost litigation forces the bank to capitulate and license the entire portfolio.
After extensive fact and expert discovery, IV moved for summary judgment. In relevant part, the district court rejected Capital One’s antitrust counterclaims based upon the “Noerr-Pennington” doctrine. Under Noerr-Pennington, a party (including a patent holder) who petitions the government for redress (such as by filing a complaint) is generally immune from antitrust liability.
The court noted that two exceptions to Noerr-Pennington immunity as applied to patent actions are when: (1) a patent holder knowingly enforces a patent procured by fraud (also known as the “Walker Process” fraud doctrine); and (2) the patentee engages in “sham” litigation by asserting patent claims they know are objectively baseless and with the subjective intention to interfere directly with the business relationships of a competitor.
The district court found that neither exception to immunity applies.
In particular, Capital One failed to adduce any evidence that IV’s patents were procured by fraud on the USPTO. Consequently, Capital One failed to establish a Walker Process exception to antitrust immunity.
The district court also held that the patent litigation was not a “sham.” The court focused its analysis on the objective prong of the sham litigation exception and found that multiple grounds existed for concluding that “no reasonable factfinder” could conclude that IV’s patent infringement action was “objectively baseless.”
The court noted, for example, that an independent Special Master “with significant experience in handling patent litigation” (renowned litigator Ray Lupo) wrote two comprehensive reports and recommendations, and that per Mr. Lupo’s “detailed and insightful analysis, IV did succeed on two of its patent claims: the Special Master recommended a judgment of patent eligibility for the ’084 and ’002 Patents.” The court found that “[t]his fact alone is sufficient to show that a reasonable litigant could realistically expect to succeed on the merits.”
As further support of its conclusion that IV’s patent litigation was not objectively baseless, the court also relied upon the following undisputed facts:
The patent action was filed prior to the Supreme Court’s Alice decision;
IV has not filed any additional suits against Capital One post-Alice;
IV withdrew specific claims when it was persuaded that it would not prevail;
IV appealed the district court’s patent-based rulings, “an extra step that one who did not expect to succeed likely would not bother taking.”;
IV incurred substantial litigation expenses, and the litigation involved nineteen attorneys for IV, as well as a Special Master and an economic consultant, and the docket included almost 700 entries and the documents in support of the parties’ summary judgment briefing exceed 13,000 pages;
IV did not itself prepare or prosecute the asserted patents; it acquired them from third parties and was “entitled to rely on their presumptive validity”;
In 2014, the district court in Virginia ruled that IV’s patent infringement action was not an “exceptional case” marked by “unreasonable conduct” that would justify an award of attorneys’ fees to Capital One; and
IV designated nine experts on objective reasonableness—in comparison to Capital One’s failure to designate any.
The court concluded based on these undisputed facts that “no reasonable factfinder could conclude that IV lacked probable cause to file suit.”
In addition, the court found that the antitrust claims were barred based on collateral estoppel predicated upon similar antitrust claims that Capital One had alleged, and which were dismissed, in 2014 in a patent case filed by IV in the Eastern District of Virginia.
The Maryland court noted that in the Virginia litigation, the relevant market for antitrust purposes was defined as “IV’s ‘portfolio of 3,500 or more patents that [IV] alleges cover widely used financial and retail banking services’ in the United States.” The court in Virginia held that Capital One had failed to define a legally cognizable antitrust “relevant market.”
In the Maryland case, the court noted that Capital One was alleging the same “relevant market” definition that had been considered, and rejected, in the Virginia litigation. Furthermore, the court concluded that the relevant market finding was crucial to the Virginia court’s determination, and that Capital One had a full and fair opportunity to litigate the issue. The Maryland court concluded that Capital One was estopped from arguing “that its relevant market, which has not changed materially from the relevant market alleged in the Virginia litigation, is not a relevant market for antitrust purposes.”
Consequently, based on both Noerr-Pennington immunity and collateral estoppel, the district court entered summary judgment in favor of IV on all of Capital One’s antitrust claims.
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