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Daisy does a back dance trying to get Coco to play with her.
She spins around on her back, kicking her legs.
Another Pullip that I love stock, but her wig is horrible. I've had her for almost three years now and I've only played with her once. I'm too afraid that I'll ruin her hair.
Also? Recently I've been giving all of my dolls this messy sort of braid. I love it.
I also never actually got her a new body. She is still on the mishmash body consisting of Volks, Venus and other various Pullip T2 parts. I'm a bad dolly owner :P
Today we went back to Bergen. Our vacation is over. We drove all the way in a tiny, silver car. Took a lot of ferries, and went back to work the day after. See you next year summer!
The Glenn House is a restored Victorian home that allows you step back in time and see what life was like in Cape Girardeau 100 years ago! www.visitcape.com/GlennHouse.aspx
TO VIEW sit back from your monitor 2 feet and place your index finger about 10 inches in front of your eyes and focus on your finger. This will cause your eyes to go comfortably cross eyed. Keep that same cross eyed focus and notice there are now 3 photos in the back ground. Do not let your eyes leave the cross eye as you look at the middle picture which has appeared. Now increase or decrease how much your eyes are cross eyed until the image pops into 3D. Your eyes will want to leave the cross eye, but fight that urge. This is an acquired skill and takes practice. Stop if it's uncomfortable.
A look at the back of a Double Line Block machine in Craigieburn Signal Box that was having repairs undertaken to it. The cover has been removed and we can see inside the machine.
Old Signalling Photos - Taken between 2008 and 2010.
Back at home after Spain and Fluffer hasn't gone elsewhere. She turned up at the door when we arrived. She actually got into the house before Katy!
Taken with the Nikon D90 with the 50mm f1.8 prime Manual Focus lens.
Comments: Compliments or Critiques pretty please! (:
I woke some time after 6, and laying in the dark I could hear the rain falling already. It was going to be one of those days. Not one for travelling, but then we are not able to make those kind of choices so far in advance. I would have to make the best of it.
I get up, have a shower and begin to pack, and at quarter past seven go to check out, as last time it had taken a good 15 minutes. This time it was done in three. With the spare time between that and the breakfast bar opening, I read the sports pages of The Times, and apparently everyone knew ose was a git. Shame they didn't say it when he had the job. But then that's journalism.
I have fruit then toast. No eggs and sausages for me, although I probably would have done better this day with 150 miles or so to drive.
I finish packing, hand the key in and load the car up. Program the sat nav, and unlike last time it must have decided I did not need to go via the nearest ferry, as I was halfway to Newport before I reliased I was heading in the wrong direction. And in the dark and in the rain, the Isle looks the same wherever you are, I guess.
So I turn round and head into Cowes, eventually seeing the signs pointing the way to East Cowes via the floating bridge. I wait in line as it docks after the 20 yard crossing from the other side, then allow the cars on board to get off before we are allowed on.
Once we had crossed to the other side, once around the block and into the ferry waiting area, and then, wait.
The ferry was already in, and slowly they unloaded before allowing us waiting to board. Once I had safely parked the car, I queue to take the lift to the top floor, as my hip was grumbling already. Up on the main deck, I don't even bother going outside, I just take one of the airline seats at the front of the ship, so I would be able to see where the ferry was going.
As we headed out into the Solent, ahead a huge container ship could be seen, maneuvering on a sixpence. I tried to take shots of the stacked containers on her decks, almost as high as the bridge. We sail by.
I read more of Bruce as we near the mainland, ending another chapter as we are told to return to our cars.