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~ IF ~
If you can keep your head when all about you
are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
but make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
and yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
if you can think - and not make thoughts your aim,
if you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
and treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken,
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
and stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
and lose, and start again at your beginnings,
and never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
to serve your turn long after they are gone,
and so hold on when there is nothing in you
except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
if all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
and - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
- Rudyard Kipling
You know the suffering, we all know the suffering...
...It’s historical!
A tribute to our brothers and sisters in New Orleans.
Painting: "Lenhador I" - 1978, 45 x 60cm. Oil on Board, by Orlando Mattos.
Model: 9-year old Jonathan Rio Branco Caetano Silva, member of Capoeira Beija-Flor
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She was a Hindu, but now she is a Christian and I dont blame her Christianity is the only religion that believed through Christ in healing accepting faults as virtues faults of mind body and soul and dont blame North East India for becoming Christian ..
I hate conversions but I dont hold it as a sin I respect the womb that gave me the religion I belong fuck who cares whether as a Shia you call me a Kafir heretic or Kufr...I am happy that what you call heresy gave me the full overblown meaning of humanity and humility.
Both Christianity and modern Islam as promoted by the Wahabbis preempts evangelizing , based on a single premise their religion is supreme rest is full of shit..
I have distanced myself from all and every religion where God is made into a entity that is racist a bigot and human hating.. ..so if you consider my poetry of life a sham so be it it is my words my rhyme I live it without distorting or cursing your beliefs.
Cutting of my head my self infliction in memory of Hussain upsets a lot of people yet hypocrisy prevails when Muslims plunder destroy Muslims kill rape sodomize ,.. and all around there is a eunuch silence .. if you are rich powerful than you change history have it re written ..
I am an Indian and that is what adds color to my spirituality of peace hope and harmony..
I am a photographer but pictures are my personal poetry stolen from other peoples life .. customs traditions .. and come April I shall walk with the Hindu Tamils of Mumbai with a 21 feet rod pierced through my cheeks to experience their pain and add solidarity to their faith as an Indian..
And like every year I shall walk barefeet on Good Friday walking behind Jesus his flock shooting the 14 stations of the Cross , with tears on my soul I shall be cleansed when the fisher women of Vakola will wash my burnt dirty feet .. This is India .. this is the India I shoot and love ..
Behind the camera I become the religiosity I shoot I become Human..
Someone long time back on Facebook asked me if I was a Hijra ,, and this was a comment by a Shia on my Shia post.. and I said I was not the hijra at Karbala who prayed five times and turned the other way when Husain's head was being decapitated by Shimr..
And I shoot Maria her eyeballs or what remains of it and I wonder those who give 21 lacs to Lal Bagh Chya Raja or a diamond studded shawl to Saibaba or sacrifice a 5 lac goat on Bakra Eid dont try to rehabilitate one distressful person on this planet ///
I have nothing more to add .. and I am still searching for Appu the human stump without hands or legs .. he has disappeared but I know he will resurface one day..and all the rich folks will never buy him a Jaipur leg is not part of this digression..
And some money was deducted from my salary so I requested my boss if it was possible this money be given to the poor or any charity of his choice .. the few notes I give Maria are definitely not going to get back her eyes .. and lucky are the starlets of Bollywood who can enhance their pectorals and flat posteriors ..
I blamed myself for something that was inevitable.
I blamed myself for something that wasn't my fault.
I blamed myself for something I didn't do.
I blamed myself for being the best person.
I blamed myself for giving too much.
I blamed myself for being too kind.
I blamed myself for being too humble.
I blamed myself for trying to be perfect.
I'm done blaming myself and I'm ready to live again. I can't keep tearing myself up over something so stupid and childish.
I began to think that I wasn't worth it.
I began to think that I didn't do enough.
But, it was you who didn't do enough.
But, it was you who wasn't worth it, and I'm glad I finally realized that. I'm Brent motherfucking Gambrell and I am a wonderful person. You, my dear, however, is a completely different story.
Tootles!
My horoscope for today: Your creativity is at an all-time high today, Cancer. You’re inspired to embark on some long-term creative projects, and you have the energy to see them through to the end. This is a time for you to take a leap of faith and plunge right in. Hesitation will get you nowhere. Whatever it is you’ve been dreaming of doing, do it now.
It's a poor workman that blames his tools, but I'm on the road with minimal editing software, hence this impressionistic sunset picture taken with the crowd at the Sedona airport. Our first time to Sedona, which was more beautiful than I'd been led to believe, while also serving as a tourist trap. The natural beauty here is remarkable.
Starring Janet Munro, Leo McKern, Edward Judd, Michael Goodliffe, Bernard Braden, Reginald Beckwith, Gene Anderson, Renée Asherson, Arthur Christiansen, and Michael Caine. Directed by Val Guest.
Concerns over global climate change suddenly become a hot topic for film makers in 1961. The Day the Earth Caught Fire (DECF) is the British view. It will be followed by the American version in Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea and a multinational european effort in The Day the Sky Exploded. DECF is written and directed by Val Guest, famous for the Quatermass movies. Global disaster movies would become popular periodically. Each era would pin the blame on whatever grand evil was in vogue at the time. A hole in the Ozone layer, a meteor or even global cooling. In 1961, it was nuclear weapons.
Synopsis
The film starts near the end of the story. The earth is gripped by searing heat. Only minutes remain in the countdown. A sweating newspaper reporter dictates his story to a typesetter. The story shifts to flashback. Pete is a reporter who has fallen an personal hard times. His divorce has broken him. Drink now consumes him. As a result, his career has sunk from star reporter to obscure assistant. His friend Bill, the science editor covers for him. Amid all this drama we learn that two huge nuclear tests were conducted by the US and USSR, at the exact same moment. A record heat wave grips London. A lunar eclipse occurs 10 days early. Strange fog envelopes London. Bill theorizes that the blasts have altered earth's orbit. Earth is now spiraling towards the sun. Pete befriends a switchboard girl in the government Meteorological Office. Drought causes water rationing, which sparks riots. Pete and Jeanie's romance, and the global crisis, give Pete a new professional resolve. We learn that scientists plant to detonate more nuclear blasts in an effort to repair earth's orbit. Hence the countdown. Back to real time, people await news as to whether the blasts saved earth or if everyone is doomed. Pealing church bells suggest that earth is saved. The End.
The notion of global climate upheaval is very topical even nearly 50 years later. It is interesting how Guest reveals the larger off-camera story via tidbits and news leaks, much as a layman might learn of such things. Janet Munro does an excellent job as Jeanie.
Rivalry between the US and USSR are taken as the culprit that causes the crisis. Nukes cause the problem. Interestingly, it is also nukes which save the earth -- a very Cold War way of thinking.
There is no all-knowing scientist to narrate in all the back story. There is no omniscient camera to watch the big events for us. Val Guest effectively reveals his story much as any of us might experience it. A news story here, a rumor there, but especially the inarguable consequences. The Daily Express newspapermen are only a tiny bit better informed than the lay public. This viewpoint makes DECF feel fresh.
Although all shot in black and white, the beginning few minutes of the movie are tinted sepia. This certainly conveys the scorching heat. When the flashback begins, the world becomes black and white again, but after the searing sepia, plain gray feels almost cool. This was a nice visual effect. When at the end, the story catches up to real time, the sepia returns.
Janet Munro had an on-screen innocence and charm. She plays a more adult character in DECF, but projects a mix of confidence and vulnerability. She provides the reason to live, a new life, for the Peter Stenning character who feels there's nothing left to live for or care about. She saves him from his own self-destructive orbit. This is, perhaps, an analogy for the bigger picture. The earth will be saved too, just as Peter was.
Viewers will note the conspicuous presence of the "peace sign" on placards in the protesting crowds. The peace sign gained more fame in the late 60s as an anti-Vietnam War symbol, but it began as a British Nuclear Disarmament, anti-Cold War symbol in the late 50s.
Like so many Cold War films, nuclear weapons have a Jekyll and Hyde existence. Nukes are usually to blame for what went wrong. Curiously, nukes also play the hero in just as many films. In DECF, nuclear tests knock the world out of its orbit, but properly apply a few more blasts (presumably) sets it right again. In the confused logic of the Cold War era, nuclear weapons were both a demon and a savior. The subtle message was: we need our nukes.
Guest had intended his movie to end on a more ambiguous note. Did the extra blasts do the job, or not? The newspapermen were ready for either. One press was set up to run "World Saved", while another press was set up to run "World Doomed". The American release, handled by AIP, added the pealing church bells at the end, perhaps on the model of how War of the Worlds ('53) ended. For American audiences (not usually fond of ambiguous endings), the suggestion was positive.
Bottom line? DECF is an excellent film, well written, well paced and well directed. It might be frustrating for people who need to see the primary action first-hand. For them, the human drama might seem annoying. For fans of mystery stories, the subtle way in which Guest reveals the story can be captivating. DECF is definitely worth watching.
Since I had visited the Dublinia/ St. Michael's Tower in the former Synod Hall, I entered Christ Church Cathedral from the hump-backed bridge.
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Christianity in Ireland is so deeply-rooted that Dublin very unusually boasts two Medieval cathedrals. Christ Church Cathedral seen here is the older of the two. In 1030 AD, the Hiberno-Norse King Sitric (or Sitriuc) and the Bishop of Dublin ordered the establishment of a Viking wooden church here. That original wood building didn't survive long, and in 1186, the newly-arrived Normans began construction of the Romanesque stone cathedral that we see today.
Originally Christ Church Cathedral was the cathedra (seat) of the Roman Catholic Bishop of Dublin. In 1541, the English Reformation (blame Henry VIII) led to the (Anglican) Church of Ireland confiscating the cathedral. Till today, the Roman Catholics still claim Christ Church Cathedral as the official seat of the Bishop of Dublin, though in reality it's controlled by the Church of Ireland only.
For the second year in a row, a blue tit couple has been nesting between the roof and the ceiling in our garden shed. Here's mrs Blue Tit sitting in our apple tree with food for her small ones in early June 2023.
On the 4th of December, Egypt's secular opposition converged in Cairo, outside Ittihadiya presidential palace, in objection to Morsi's decree and draft constitution.
Next day, Morsi supporters attacked the sit-in of the opposition, clashes broke out, more than 6 were killed, hundreds injured, some lost an eye. Rocks, molotov cocktails, shotguns and even machine guns were used in the clashes.
On the 6th of December, Morsi gave a speech. The speech didn't solve the problem, it deepened the divide between his supporters and the opposition. He even blamed the opposition for the clashes.
The sit-in is still going on so far (Dec 11).
Setiap kali melihat penampilan sendiri didalam cermin sungguh diri ini terasa menjengkelkan. Langsung tak menarik dan mengiurkan, hahaha...
Since I have Rafiqh, my appearance has changed a lot! Should I blame Rafiqh? Muahahaha...
I'm not talking about my body okey! Yes, it has changed too, but I just need time to "fix" it back. My problem now is my fashion style!
I'm not kinda up to date person in fashion, hence I don't know or even care much about branded thingy, latest design, yada2. All this while, I just love to be myself, not trying to imitate or to be anyone else. I have my own guidelines on how to dress up, meant I have my own fashion... But now, sedihnya melihat diri sendiri... Ke mana menghilang keterujaanku untuk melawa???
Baru2 ni I asked myLove, "Selebetkah isterimu ini?", dari jawapannya somehow I rasa dia mengakuinya, huwaaaa... Tidak tidak!
I have more than 20 handbags, but currently I always use the one in picture above. Dulu2, that bag I only used when I went to nearby supermarket alone!
Actually sekarang ni most of the times, bila keluar shopping atau ke mana2, I tak bawa handbag pun! Sebabnya keluar sekejap jer, dalam sejam gitu, tak ada keperluan nak bawa apa2. Tambahan pula, yang membayarnya ialah myLove, hehehe. Kadang2 tu purse pun I tak bawa, hahaha... Barang Rafiqh? Nak bawa apa??? Bag Rafiqh yang diisi diapers, baju, napkin, blanket bla bla tu memang I dah sediakan dan simpan dalam kereta. So tak perlu setiap kali nak keluar baru terhegeh2 nak packing. Haa itu pasal laa I melenggang kangkung jer!
Kasut juga I ada lebih dari 20 pasang. Tapi 2 ketul ni jugak laa yang sedap disarung dek kakiku. Kadang2 I pakai juga high heels yang tak berapa high laa kan, maunya terpelecot karang dengan bawa Rafiqh ni, naik turun rumah 5 tingkat pulak! Tapi myLove laa, dia suka "tegur" bila I pakai high heels, takut I jatuhkan anak dia kot, hihi... Potong mood betul! Tapi I nekad, lepas Rafiqh dah boleh jalan sendiri nanti, I akan kembali pakai heels, wohohoho...
Pakaian pulak... Setiap kali nak pilih baju, I mesti fikirkan "kesenangan" nak breastfeed. I mesti pertimbangkan apakah baju tu nanti memudahkan I untuk breastfeed atau tak. Itu pasal laa banyak baju2 yang terperuk tak dipakai!
Tudung/hijab... Perghh kalau tengok koleksi hijab I, ada laa 50 helai! Tauke tudung laa katakan, hahaha... Kalau dulu, sekali iron 10 helai, bersepah2 disangkut. Setiap hari bertukar2, penuh tersusun. Tapi sekarang, ikut dan (read: sempat) jer sarung! Alasannya tak ada masa nak iron! I iron baju seminggu sekali jer, tu pun waktu malam lepas Rafiqh tidur. Kalau dulu sebelum keluar, sempat lagi nak iron, sekarang tak dah. Kalut aih dengan Rafiqh, buatnya dia pegang seterika panas, sampai mati menyesal tak sudah!
Accesories... gelang, jam, ring, brooch, semuanya berpuluh2, tapi pakainya dah jarang dah! Hish...
Make up... Dulu setiap hari ke kampus, sama ada study atau kerja, mesti laa make up. Sekarang jarang2 keluar rumah, jarang2 laa make up. Eh dulu duk rumah pun I make up, setakat pakai foundation cream, compact powder, lip balm, celak, blusher dan perfume tu biasa laa... Sekarang, hehehe payah benor! Perfume jer laa...
Nak bersiap dalam rumah sekarang macam tak ada mood sangat. Apa tak nya, ikat rambut lawa2 kemas2, ada laa yang datang tarik2, nak make up karang ada laa yang kacau, hmmm. So bila myLove tak ada kat rumah, I memang selekeh sikit laa, bila customers datang baru nak kelam kabut, hahaha... Tapi I always make sure, before myLove balik, I dah siap mandi dan bersiap. Walaupun ala kadar simple jer, tapi at least tak sememeh laa kan? Begitu laa jugak hal nya dengan Rafiqh dan keadaan rumah. Sebelum myLove sampai, I akan pastikan Rafiqh dah mandi, pakai baju, sikat rambut, berbedak, pendek kata bagi comel laa ayah dia tengok, hehe... Rumah pun yang pada awalnya, dari pagi sampai petang macam tongkang pecah, macam kapal karam tu I akan kemas sepantas kilat. Huish, rumah I ni anak baru seorang tapi masyaAllah, habis dia buat kerja. I memang tak kemas sebab karang dia sepahkan balik, lantak laa berterabur pun. Dekat2 myLove nak balik, baru ler I bersilat dari satu ceruk ke satu ceruk yang lain...
Konklusinya, I need to change! CHANGE! CHANGE!
Kena bawa keluar balik segala-mala khazanah make up ku itu! Gambare...
Ok, an Australian nickname for young ladies is "birds". Like it or not, I didn't invent it so don't blame me.
Today I am in the English city of Bath. So now you get the title, let's get on with it.
I saw this guy with the painted on mustache in the city centre and he was entertaining people with the pigeons. I presumed for money, but I didn't see any change hands. Before the girls, there was a great looking guy having a turn and he would have made a good subject, but my hands were full of coffee and the camera was in the man bag, so you have to put up with the birds.
Mustache was putting a tiny sprinkle of seed on their hands and shoulders etc and the pigeons, who had done it once or twice before, instantly flew to said spot for lunch. Mustache could place the feathered birds on said two legged birds anywhere he liked, including said head.
After the show, which wasn't long, moustache gave the girls a quick squirt in the hands with antiseptic, I presume.
Bath is a very very popular tourist city. The traffic is insane, the city street parking charges seem to be the dearest I have seen, the small waterside park charges an entry fee too. I went in to eat some lunch, and noticed a sign for paying, but the little window was all closed, so I assumed it only applied for special events. When I left, the pay kiosk was open and the lady was expecting payment, so I presume she was at lunch when I entered. Not very good for tourism really.
I think that English cities have reached a level of tourism, that they can do this now, because they can get away with it. If it was anywhere else, tourism would get a bad name and dry up.
Makes me wonder if Europe is like this.
Bath is also full of photographic opportunities, and there is just a couple below.
On the way here, I stopped at Avebury. Stonehenge gets all the publicity perhaps because of marketing or perhaps because it has a concentrated circle of regular shaped stones and some lintels (lintels are the horizontal pieces across the top of an opening for the non-technical.)
Avebury has Europes biggest religious circle of stones. Avebury is a Neolithic henge monument containing three stone circles, constructed around 2600 BC during the Neolithic or 'New Stone Age" and is roughly half a kilometer in diameter.
The monument comprises a large henge (that is a bank and a ditch) so - Stone henge (get it)
The site was effectively buried and it was mostly the efforts of millionaire, Alexander Keiller who spent a fortune in the 1930s uncovering and restoring the stones and henge etc, that we can enjoy it today.
Back in the much publicized Stonehenge, there is a big fence around it now, and all the tourists walk around the circular fence about 100m away from the stones, as it has become a victim of its own popularity.
1. bang & blame - 43/365, 2. IT TASTES LIKE FEAR, 3. *, 4. Fables of the Reconstruction, 5. 364/365 - INDEED, 6. 358/365 - me. me., 7. black hole sun, 8. INBETWEEN DAYS,
9. 354/365 - In you I believe, 10. 343/365 - CUTS YOU UP, 11. 334/365 - Though I've tried, I have fallen, 12. The Path of Thorns, 13. 331/365 - At this point in my life., 14. How soon is now., 15. REST IN PEACE, 16. INTERSECTION,
17. 314/365 - HIGHER GROUND, 18. flickr.com/photos/86802497@N00/2099321880/, 19. 303/365 - Happy Hanukkah!, 20. 299/365 - DAMN YOU UGLY FLOURESCENT LIGHT, DAMN YOU!, 21. WAY UP IN THE SKY, 22. 295/365 - HOLD ON, HOLD ON TO YOURSELF, 23. I DON'T LIKE MONDAYS..., 24. 292/365 - Daniel going at it!,
25. 291/365 - The tree was a tree, 26. .deflated., 27. 287/365 - I can help it, this just gets me excited, 28. 283/365 - That my head on the door was a dream, 29. 279/365 - Me In Honey, 30. _66, 31. Brooklyn Baby, 32. Hey there,
33. 262/365 - OCTOBERFEST ON RED, 34. PINKNESS, 35. 247/365 - Please find a partner and get in line, 36. The Chocolate Lounge, 37. THE SPACE BETWEEN, 38. 238/365 - HAPPINESS, 39. THE TRAVELETTE, 40. RED ON BLUE,
41. PATH OF LEAST RESISTANCE, 42. 224/365 - GOING UP?, 43. 223/365 - SHOOT, 44. 222/365 - INTERTWINED, 45. 221/365 - L'SHANA TOVAH, 46. 218/365 - AND WE OFFICALLY SAID GOODBYE TO SUMMER., 47. CONFORM, 48. 211/365 - THE END OF THE DAY,
49. OPEN, 50. 198/365 - IT'S LONELY OUT IN SPACE, ON SUCH A TIMELESS FLIGHT, 51. GRIDLOCK, 52. IT'S ALL IN THE DETAILS, 53. 191/365 - A LITTLE BEAT UP, BUT STILL STANDING, 54. HELLO AGAIN, 55. ILL BE YOUR UMBRELLA, 56. 169/365 - IN YOUR HEAD,
57. SHINY HAPPY FLOWERS, 58. HERE COMES THE SUN, 59. 153/365 - PLEASE PAY ATTENTION, 60. flickr.com/photos/86802497@N00/711586734/, 61. JESSICA, 62. UNSURE, 63. in progress, 64. 120/365 - Gotta Wrench?,
65. DAISY with DAISY BOKEH, 66. YOU ARE NEVER GONE, 67. ITS SUMMERTIME!, 68. 111/365 - DEEP DOWN AND DIRTY, 69. Japanese Maple, 70. 85/365 - I DON'T DO CHOPSTICKS, 71. BLUE...DON'T FORGET ME, 72. 56/365 - With the suns love,
73. 45/365 - What If No One Is Watching, 74. 8/365 - OPEN WIDE, 75. A nice walk
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Blame Poundland for my recent glut of these metallic blue Matchbox Austin FX4 taxi models! In a sea of generic plastic sh*t this one shines out as to what Matchbox should be about. Mint and boxed.
London Graffiti outlining the current badger cull experiment in some English counties to eradicate bovine tuberculosis.
Parus caeruleus, Blaumeise, Herrerillo Común, Mésange bleue, Modraszka zwyczajna, Cinciarella, Chapim-azul, Sinitiainen, Blåmes, Mavi Baştankara, Лазоревка, Лазоревка
Make: Panasonic
Model: DMC-FZ5
Shutter Speed: 10/800 second
F Number: F/3.3
Focal Length: 72 mm
ISO Speed: 200
Date Picture Taken: Jun 11, 2007, 3:51:05 PM
Photograph clicked for The Department of Photography at Waves, the annual cultural festival of BITS Pilani K.K. Birla Goa Campus
Once again, a cloudy day in Sweden and a Volvo. Notice how the pile, the Volvo and the four kids are lined up.
awesomeness.
I knew it would not take long to blame the Jews for the downfall of the Soviet Empire. This was taken at the Lenin Museum. High resolution scan of the original 35mm negative.
Yes, the red kitty (sans driver) attracts attention from women. Steph is very smart, fun, funny, charming and, well, all those good things. But (sorry...) she's taken.
Next time I'll specify clothes in BRG...
According to Staithes Legend, coastal erosion can be blamed on beautiful mermaids held captive by village fishermen who cursed the village as they escaped back into the sea
Staithes Illusion Trail created by world-renowned trompe l'oeil artist Paul Czainski - these eight artworks are to found round the village and are So realistic that you might have to ask one of the locals to point you in the right direction!
Notorious former Liverpool criminal Philip Glennon in row with Liverpool council over a city fruit and vegetable stall
Aug 26 2009 by Ben Schofield, ( Liverpool Daily Post )
NOTORIOUS former city criminal Philip Glennon is preparing to square up with Liverpool council – in a row over a city fruit and vegetable stall.
Mr Glennon, 72, was jailed for six and a half years in 2003 for a string of tax dodging offences.
More than £1m in British and foreign notes were found buried at his West Derby house during a raid 1997.
But now he is preparing to fight Liverpool City Council over a move to rip down a city centre market stall.
Mr Glennon’s firm, Tribune Investments, owns 108 Bold Street, where the Christian family have run a market stall for the past 18 years. But planning chiefs say the market’s metal shelter was only meant to be a temporary measure and needs to be demolished.
The businessman is trying to block the council’s efforts by appealing an enforcement order it issued last year.
Mr Glennon, of Hawthorn Grove, West Derby, said: “I owe it to the tenant – he has been there all this time and I think they’re being unfair with them.
“They’re just denying him his livelihood. If the appeal fails the business has got to close there basically. I was advised to appeal it. I’ve heard that it’s cut and dry and I’ll not win it, but what do you do in this situation?”
The Christian family is synonymous with the fruit and vegetable trade in Liverpool and has been selling on the city’s streets for more than 125 years.
The great grandmother was the famous Lizzy Christian, who had a stall by Central Station and the old ABC cinema, and whose portrait hangs in the Tate.
The J Christian, Barrow Boy stall near Clayton Square is also run by the family. They moved back to Bold Street in 2002 after being sent to Renshaw Street.
It is now in the hands of 21-year-old Liam Christian, who took over last year from his father, John, who is ill.
Permission to build a temporary structure on the site had been given provided it would be removed two years later.
Mr Glennon’s firm applied for an extension in 2004 but was rejected by the city.
He said: “A lot of cafeterias use the stall – they all buy their fruit and veg there .”
Asked if he thought the council was giving him a hard time because of his chequered past, Mr Glennon added: “It just seems very strange. Without any evidence I just can’t say.”
The Christian family is asking customers to sign a petition to show their support.
Mr Christian said: “Do we want 125 years of family business stopping? All people are talking about is healthy eating, but they’re getting us out of the city centre, it’s crazy.”