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...also, are the consequences of my flu, so I made this necklace in my bed for you, my friends. (just do not know how to share a photo in the profile, volunteers are accepted)...remember you can capture any photo, by of a simple flu...,
...the mens are welcome, and can also comment, I do not know..., and I can take a surprise, fear not wish and you, yes. to leave to the closer?... come on, this is a good time ....
...tambien son las consecuencias de una gripe, yo hice este collar para ustedes, mis amigas, (brujas abstenerse), ,,,y recuerden todo lo que una simple gripe puede ocacionar...
...los hombres son bienvenidos y pueden comentar..., yo no se , y, no al miedo..., tambien es una buena oportunidad de salir del closer...si tu vamos es buen momento.....
...... donne, è per noi, ma se un uomo vuole dare il suo opinon.... è anche bienvendo, anche... non si sa mai ... ,
A quick graphic I draw in excel to hopefully illustrate the negative impact of anti-price gouging laws.
For a very simple yet thorough breakdown of this concept I recommend this podcast which is hosted by some friends of mine.
fee.org/shows/audio/words-numbers/the-law-of-demanding-mo...
Thean Hou Temple is amongst the largest Chinese temples in South-East Asia. This grand temple has elements of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism and indicates a great combination of contemporary architectural techniques and authentic traditional designs.
**Momento Sentimentale**
Poco tempo fa conobbi una ragazza che frequenta la mia stessa università. Tutto è iniziato con un banale messaggio sul cellulare. Accettato l'invito che le feci, incominciammo a frequentarci. Ci Conoscemmo e tutte le giornate passate insieme sono sempre state stupende. Lei, è quella persona, io credo, che noi tutti vorremmo al nostro fianco. Simpatica, Bella, Timida, Spiritosa, Intelligente e tante altre ancora. Quello che mi ha subito stregato sono stati il suo Sorriso, la sua Risata e la sua Leggerezza nel prendere le cose. Veniva tutto così normale, tutto. Così liscio, senza peso. Entrambi siamo sempre stati bene quando eravamo insieme.Poi tutto d'un tratto, Lei si è sentita sopraffatta da un qualcosa di grande che le ha fatto nascere dei dubbi, si è bloccata. Ha scelto di prendersi del tempo. Nel sentire questa frase la mia felicità, e tutto l'entusiasmo che avevo nei confronti dei giorni della mia vita, sono andati affievolendosi. Giorno dopo giorno mi chiedevo (e continuo ora) il perché. Io una risposta non me la so dare, Lei riflette, io sto male. Sono mesi che non si esce più insieme, che non mi diverto come prima. I miei sentimenti nei suoi confronti non sono , tutt'ora, mutati. Se me lo concedete, io l'Amo e niente e nessuno potrà farmi cambiare idea. Solo che poi ci sono le "Conseguenze". E' da tanto che aspetto di poter ascoltare le sue risate e ricevere un suo Bacio... Questa è la faccia dell'attesa, di chi crede a qualcosa, in un valore, che forse oggi non esiste più.
Alessio Anzini .
Thus the consequences for ignoring the rules. I love to break rules. I am not the type to read a sign like this and ponder whether I would get into trouble or any potential health risk. The first immediate thought that comes to mind is “FUN”. This beach to me is a much more interesting place with it taped off with caution tape and “KEEP OUT” signs surrounding it. To me that is like screaming “GO GO GO GO GO”.
I love doing things I shouldn’t be doing. I love being places I shouldn’t be going. I’m always raring to go if something someone suggests to me is against the norm. I want to go where other people don’t. I will always be the willing participant for something that others don’t want to try. Bring in some weird shit that no one else will eat? Let Ryan try. Who the hell will jump from there? I bet Ryan will. Why in the fuck would I want to go THERE? Ryan will go.
Never say never. I’m willing to try almost anything once. I’m a risk taker. I'm a god damn daredevil. I love change. I need excitement. I don’t want to live the same stupid boring life day after day after day after day after . . . . you get my point. Give me something no one else will dare do and I promise you I’ll do it, within reason. I don’t care what people think for the most part. And worryingly enough, I don’t usually take into account death or a potential hazard. That really makes for all the better reason to do something. I love it. If I could be a movie character I’d be Indiana Jones. But instead of the whip I’d have nunchucks, because they are just cooler.
I guess I’ll just settle for exploring contaminated beaches for now.
March 11th, 2009
Also titled The Price of Freedom, Operation Daybreak is a retelling of the terrible consequences attending the assassination of Nazi-occupation leader Richard Heydrich. When Heydrich puts all of Czechoslovakia under his thumb, a group of Czech expatriates parachute into their homeland to kill the man known as "The Hangman." They succeed, and in retaliation the Nazis wipe the tiny Czech village of Lidice off the map, killing its male residents and carting off its women and children to concentration camps. For the purposes of the plot, assassins Timothy Bottoms and Martin Shaw survive the massacre, albeit only briefly. The Heydrich/Lidice tragedy was previously dramatized in two wartime films, Hangmen Also Die (1943) and Hitler's Madman (1943). Operation Daybreak was adapted from Seven Men at Daybreak, a novel by Alan Burgess. ~ Hal Erickson, Rovi
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Jozef Gabčík
Jan Kubiš
Jozef Gabčík and Jan Kubiš were airlifted along with seven soldiers from Czechoslovakia’s army-in-exile in the United Kingdom and two other groups named Silver A and Silver B (who had different missions) by a Royal Air Force Halifax of No. 138 Squadron into Czechoslovakia at 10 pm on 28 December 1941. Gabčík and Kubiš landed near Nehvizdy east of Prague; although the plan was to land near Pilsen, the pilots had problems with orientation.[9] The soldiers then moved to Pilsen to contact their allies, and from there on to Prague, where the attack was planned.
In Prague, they contacted several families and anti-Nazi organisations who helped them during the preparations for the targeted kill.[10] Gabčík and Kubiš initially planned to kill Heydrich on a train, but after examination of the logistics, they realised that this was not possible. The second plan was to kill him on the road in the forest on the way from Heydrich’s seat to Prague. They planned to pull a cable across the road that would stop Heydrich’s car but, after waiting several hours, their commander, Lt. Adolf Opálka (from the group Out Distance), came to bring them back to Prague. The third plan was to kill Heydrich in Prague.
The attack in Prague[edit]
Another of Heydrich's Mercedes 320 Convertible B cars, similar to the one in which he was mortally wounded (currently in the Military History Museum in Prague)
On 27 May 1942, at 10:30, Heydrich proceeded on his daily commute from his home in Panenské Břežany to Prague Castle. Gabčík and Kubiš waited at the tram stop at a tight curve near Bulovka Hospital in Prague 8-Libeň. The spot was chosen because the curve would force the car to slow down. Valčik was positioned about 100 metres north of Gabčík and Kubiš as lookout for the approaching car.
As Heydrich’s open-topped Mercedes 320 Convertible B reached the curve two minutes later, Gabčík stepped in front of the vehicle and tried to open fire, but his Sten submachine gun jammed. Heydrich ordered his driver, SS-Oberscharführer Klein, to stop the car. When Heydrich stood up to try to shoot Gabčík with his Luger pistol, Kubiš threw a modified anti-tank grenade[11] (concealed in a briefcase) at the vehicle and its fragments ripped through the car’s right rear bumper, embedding shrapnel and fibres from the upholstery in Heydrich’s body, even though the grenade failed to enter the car. Kubiš was also injured by the shrapnel.[12]
Following the explosion, Gabčík and Kubiš fired at Heydrich with their handguns but, shocked by the explosion as well, failed to hit him.[13] Heydrich, apparently unaware of his shrapnel injuries, staggered out of the car, returned fire and tried to chase Gabčík but soon collapsed. Klein returned from his abortive attempt to chase Kubiš, who fled the scene by bicycle. Now bleeding profusely, Heydrich ordered Klein to chase Gabčík on foot.[14] Klein chased him into a butcher shop, where Gabčík shot him twice with his revolver, severely wounding him in the leg, and then escaped to a local safe house via tram.[15][16] Gabčík and Kubiš were initially convinced that the attack had failed.
Medical treatment and death[edit]
A Czech woman went to Heydrich's aid and flagged down a delivery van. Heydrich was first placed in the driver's cab, but complained that the truck's movement was causing him pain. He was then transferred to the back of the truck, placed on his stomach and taken to the emergency room at Na Bulovce Hospital.[17] He had suffered severe injuries to his left side, with major diaphragm, spleen and lung damage as well as a fractured rib. A Dr. Slanina packed the chest wound, while Dr. Walter Diek, the Sudeten German chief of surgery at the hospital, tried unsuccessfully to remove the splinters. Professor Hollbaum, a Silesian German who was chairman of surgery at Charles University in Prague, operated on Heydrich with Drs. Diek and Slanina's assistance.[17] The surgeons reinflated the collapsed left lung, removed the tip of the fractured eleventh rib, sutured the torn diaphragm, inserted several catheters and removed the spleen, which contained a grenade fragment and upholstery material.[18] Heydrich’s direct superior, Himmler, sent his personal physician, Karl Gebhardt, who arrived that evening. After 29 May, Heydrich was entirely in the care of SS physicians. Postoperative care included administration of large amounts of morphine. There are contradictory accounts concerning whether sulfanilamides were given, but Gebhardt testified at his 1947 war crimes trial that they were not.[18] The patient developed a high fever of 38–39 °C (100.4–102.2 °F) and wound drainage. After seven days, his condition appeared to be improving when, while sitting up eating a noon meal, he collapsed and went into shock. Spending most of his remaining hours in a coma, he died around 4:30 the next morning.[18] Himmler’s physicians officially described the cause of death as septicemia, meaning infection of the bloodstream.[19] One of the theories was that some of the horsehair used in the upholstery of Heydrich’s car was forced into his body by the blast of the grenade, causing a systemic infection.[20] It has also been suggested that he died of a massive pulmonary embolism. In support of the latter possibility, at autopsy particles of fat and blood clots were found in the right ventricle and pulmonary artery, and severe edema was noted in the upper lobes of the lungs, while the lower lobes were collapsed.[18]
Botulinum poisoning theory[edit]
The authors of A Higher Form of Killing claim that Heydrich died from botulism; i.e. botulinum poisoning.[21] According to this theory, the Type 73 anti-armor hand grenade used in the attack had been modified to contain botulinum toxin. This story originates from comments made by Paul Fildes, a Porton Down botulism researcher. There is only circumstantial evidence to support this allegation[18][22] (the records of the SOE for the period have remained sealed), and few medical records of Heydrich's condition and treatment have been preserved.[18]
The general evidence cited to support the theory includes the modifications made to the Type 73 grenade: the upper third part of this British anti-tank grenade had been removed, and the open end and sides wrapped up with tape. Such a specially modified weapon could indicate an attached toxic or biological payload. Heydrich received excellent medical care by the standards of the time. His autopsy showed none of the usual signs of septicemia, although infection of the wound and areas surrounding the lungs and heart was reported.[18] The authors of a German wartime report on the incident stated, "Death occurred as a consequence of lesions in the vital parenchymatous organs caused by bacteria and possibly by poisons carried into them by bomb splinters ... ".
Heydrich's condition while hospitalized was not documented in detail, but he was not noted to have developed any of the distinctive paralytic or other symptoms associated with botulism (which have a gradual, progressive onset). Two others were also wounded by fragments of the same grenade: Kubiš, the Czech soldier who threw the grenade, and a bystander, but neither was reported to have shown any sign of poisoning.[18][23] Given that Fildes had a reputation for "extravagant boasts", and that the grenade modifications could have been aimed at making it lighter, the validity of the botulinum toxin theory has been disputed.[18] Two of the six original modified grenades are kept by the Military History Institute in Prague.[24]
Consequences[edit]
Reprisals[edit]
Memorial plaques with names of the victims at the Kobylisy shooting range in Prague, where over 500 Czechs were executed in May and June 1942.
On the very day of the assassination attempt Hitler ordered an investigation and reprisals, suggesting that Himmler send SS General Erich von dem Bach-Zelewski to Prague; according to Karl Hermann Frank's postwar testimony, Hitler knew Zelewski to be even harsher than Heydrich.[25] Hitler favored killing 10,000 politically unreliable Czechs, but after he consulted Himmler, the idea was dropped because Czech territory was an important industrial zone for the German military and indiscriminate killing could reduce the productivity of the region.[26]
The Nazi retaliation ordered by Himmler was brutal nonetheless. More than 13,000 were arrested, including Jan Kubiš' girlfriend Anna Malinová, who subsequently died in the Mauthausen-Gusen concentration camp. First Lieutenant Adolf Opálka's aunt, Marie Opálková, was executed in the Mauthausen camp on 24 October 1942;[27] his father, Viktor Jarolím, was also killed.[28] According to one estimate, 5,000 were killed in reprisals.[29]
Intelligence falsely linked the assassins to the villages of Lidice and Ležáky. A Gestapo report identified Lidice as the assailants' suspected hiding place since several Czech army officers exiled in England at the time were known to have come from there. In addition, the Gestapo had found a resistance radio transmitter in Ležáky.[30] In the village of Lidice, destroyed on 9 June 1942, 199 men were executed, 95 children taken prisoner (81 later killed in gas vans at the Chełmno extermination camp; eight others were taken for adoption by German families), and 195 women were immediately deported to Ravensbrück concentration camp. All adults, men and women, in the village of Ležáky were murdered. Both towns were burned, and the ruins of Lidice leveled (razed to the ground).[31][32]
The possibility that the Germans would apply the principle of "collective responsibility" on this scale in avenging Heydrich's assassination was either not foreseen by the Czech government-in-exile, or else was deemed an acceptable price to pay for eliminating Heydrich and provoking reprisals that would reduce Czech acquiescence to the German administration.
Britain’s wartime leader, Winston Churchill, was infuriated enough to suggest leveling three German villages for every Czech village the Nazis destroyed. Two years after Heydrich's death a similar assassination attempt was planned, this time targeting Hitler in Operation Foxley, but not approved.
Operation Anthropoid remains the only successful government-organized targeted killing of a top-ranking Nazi. The Polish underground killed two senior SS officers in the General government (see Operation Kutschera and Operation Bürkl); also in Operation Blowup, General-Kommissar of Belarus Wilhelm Kube was killed by Soviet partisan Yelena Mazanik, a Belarussian woman who had managed to find employment in his household in order to assassinate him.[33]
Investigation and manhunt[edit]
Bullet-scarred window of the Church of Saints Cyril and Methodius in Prague where the attackers were cornered.
In the days following Lidice, no leads on those responsible for Heydrich's death were found despite the Nazis' zealous impatience to find them. During that time, a deadline set for the assassins to be apprehended by 18 June 1942 was publicly issued to the military and the people of Czechoslovakia. If they were not caught by then, the Germans threatened to spill far more blood as a consequence, believing that this threat would be enough to force a potential informant to sell out the culprits. Many civilians were indeed weary and fearful of further retaliations, making it increasingly difficult to hide information much longer. The assailants initially hid with two Prague families and later took refuge in Karel Boromejsky Church, an Eastern Orthodox church dedicated to Sts. Cyril and Methodius in Prague. The Germans were unable to locate the attackers until Karel Čurda of the "Out Distance" sabotage group was arrested by the Gestapo and gave them the names of the team’s local contacts[34] for the bounty of 500,000 Reichsmarks.
Čurda betrayed several safe houses provided by the Jindra group, including that of the Moravec family in Žižkov. At 05:00 on 17 June, the Moravec flat was raided. The family was made to stand in the hallway while the Gestapo searched their flat. Mrs. Maria Moravec, after being allowed to go to the toilet, bit into a cyanide capsule and thereby killed herself. Mr. Moravec, unaware of his family's involvement with the resistance, was taken to the Peček Palác together with his 17-year-old son Ata, who though interrogated with torture throughout the day, refused to talk. The youth was finally stupefied with brandy, shown his mother's severed head in a fish tank and warned that if he did not reveal the information they were looking for, his father would be next.[35] That finally caused him to crack and tell the Gestapo what they wanted to know.
Waffen-SS troops laid siege to the church the following day but, despite the best efforts of over 700 SS soldiers under the command of Generalleutnant Karl Fischer von Treuenfeld, they were unable to take the paratroopers alive; three, including Kubiš, were killed in the prayer loft (although he was said to have survived the battle, he died shortly afterward from his injuries) after a two-hour gun battle.[36] The other four, including Gabčík, committed suicide in the crypt after repeated SS attacks, attempts to smoke them out with tear gas, and Prague fire brigade trucks brought in to try to flood the crypt.[37] The Germans (SS and police) suffered casualties as well, 14 SS allegedly killed and 21 wounded according to one report[38][39] although the official SS report about the fight mentioned only five wounded SS soldiers.[40] The men in the church had only small-caliber pistols, while the attackers had machine guns, submachine guns and hand grenades. After the battle, Čurda confirmed the identity of the dead Czech resistance fighters, including Kubiš and Gabčík.
Bishop Gorazd, in an attempt to minimize the reprisals among his flock, took the blame for the actions in the church and even wrote letters to the Nazi authorities, who arrested him on 27 June 1942 and tortured him. On 4 September 1942 the bishop, the church's priests and senior lay leaders were taken to Kobylisy Shooting Range in a northern suburb of Prague and shot by Nazi firing squads. For his actions, Bishop Gorazd was later glorified as a martyr by the Eastern Orthodox Church.
This is basically what happens if you pour yourself a cup of coffee from the brewer and it is the last drops left and "forget" to brew more.
Well, charging in quotes anyway. Trains typically take this trestle at relatively low speed, given the obvious consequences of a mishap. The iron bridge over Cascade Creek is the second trestle to exist at this location. It was built in 1889, is 408 ft. long and towers some 137 ft above the creek. This bridge was built to hold the very type of locomotive you see here, and while it is strong enough to hold larger engines such as the K-36, double-heading with any class of engine has never been allowed here, or on the similar trestle over Wolf Creek near Chama. If you ever wondered why D&RGW narrow gauge freights had helper engines cut into the middle or ends of the trains, this is the reason.
This particular shot of D&RGW #315 in morning light is one I have wanted for several years. The shot eluded me on a similar trip back in 2013, so it was great that we were able to stop here for a 3rd and final time during the Narrow Gauge Rendezvous.
This series of 7 photos is the result of an outing through the streets of Lausanne. The adventure began in the Flon district and ended 2 hours later in the Vallon district. These two districts are exciting places to play, because they have an alternative side that arouses my curiosity and inspiration.
The photos I've chosen represent different feelings and themes that I experienced as I explored them. I'll try to share these feelings with you through the titles of the photos. Perhaps you'll also feel them when you look at my photos?
Cette série de 7 photos est le résultat d’une sortie dans les rues de Lausanne. L’aventure a débuté dans le quartier du Flon pour finir 2 heures plus tard dans le quartier du Vallon. Ces deux quartiers sont des espaces de jeux passionnants car ils ont un côté alternatif qui éveillent ma curiosité et mon inspiration.
Les photos que j’ai choisies représentent différents sentiments et différents thèmes que j’ai pu ressentir au fur et à mesure de cette exploration. Ces sentiments je vais essayer de vous les partager au travers des titres des photos. Peut-être les ressentirez-vous aussi en regardant mes clichés ?
Running gets you nowhere
Further into a pit of consequence
Face your fears and they will seem shallow
The sun will shine and your fears will fade
All you need is courage
Courage will carry you home
Day two hundred and fifty
Story thus far: Yoshiko must summon a demon on Halloween in order to join the Sisters of Darkness. She got a spell book from Rin, an accomplished mage, studied it, and cast some spells which summoned animals.
Yoshiko realized she was responsible for all the creatures she had summoned. "Where will I keep them? How will I feed them?" Yoshiko began to understand that there is responsibility with casting spells.
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Story continues here.
Sometimes your consequences get corrupted....
Part II
* from the archive =/ took it while waiting fil airport
Over the past year, trains have been in the news quite a bit across Canada, and for all the wrong reasons. Trains, mostly, but not exclusively, freight trains, have been going off the rails with consequences ranging from property damage to spills of noxious materials to serious human tragedies (look up Lac Megantic). In most areas, train service is not near major residential areas, but in Southern Ontario, railways pass through some of the most heavily populated areas in the country. Grimsby, Ontario is one such area. Nestled below the Niagara Escarpment to the South and Lake Ontario to the North, Grimsby represent s pinch-point only about 1.5 km (about 1 mile) wide though which a large array of services including a major highway, a major electrical power corridor, and telecom run, and which is built up sold between the two natural boundaries. Through the middle runs a busy rail line linking the industrial areas of Southern Ontario and the North-Eastern USA, with all the associated movement of potentially dangerous cargoes. An accident here could have very serious consequences. It is hard, at times, not to reflect on the current state of rail safety when you live so close to the tracks. - JW
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The original image was taken using a hand-held Nikon D7100 fitted with a Nikkor 55-200m VR lense set to 200mm, ISO100, Aperture priority mode, f/8.0, 1/80 sec. HDR processing to make use of the tone mapping stage was done in free Open Source Luminance using the Mantiuk '06 operator to emphasize the textures rather than colour, and also to bring some life back into an image suffering from a veil of atmospheric moisture due to the proximity to Lake Ontario. PP in free Open Source GIMP: applied the levels tool in auto mode to do a basic tonal range and colour balance, further adjusted colour balance to remove residual blue and green cast, boost overall contrast slightly, select the orange area at the front of the locomotive and reduce saturation slightly and then boost contrast a bit as well, sharpen, add fine black and white frame, add bar and text on left, scale to 1800 wide for posting.
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Truth or Consequences volunteer Fire dept Engine-2 - 1996 International/Becker Equipment Class A Pumper See in the Fiesta For more info go to www.facebook.com/pages/Truth-or-Consequences-FIESTA/44815...
Tuesday 22 November 2016, saw local Greater Manchester Police officers join HMP Manchester Community Team in a visit to St. Edward’s RC Priamry School in Lees, Oldham as part of the ‘Actions Have Consequences’ campaign.
‘Actions Have Consequences’ workshops inform pupils on how their actions can affect them and their local community and the negative outcomes that could occur if they were to stray off the beaten track.
Subjects include nuisance 999 calls, bullying, anti-social behaviour, stranger danger, internet safety as well as others. Although the workshops carry a serious message, they are structured to be fun, informative and engaging.
The HMP Community Team gave the young people an idea of the harsh reality of prison life and the dangers of knife and gang-related crime.
To find out more about Greater Manchester Police please visit our website.
You should call 101, the new national non-emergency number, to report crime and other concerns that do not require an emergency response.
Always call 999 in an emergency, such as when a crime is in progress, violence is being used or threatened or where there is danger to life.
You can also call anonymously with information about crime to Crimestoppers on 0800 555 111.
One consequence of the Queen's passing is that all Royal Warrants which were granted in her name immediately became void, although the coat of arms and legend may continue in use for a period of time. Prince Charles was able to grant Warrants as the Prince of Wales, so will those also now become void, or be retained under that title, or be 'upgraded' in line with his new role as King ? Will some process be undertaken to re-grant the existing ones ? Nobody has had to think about these matters for 70 years, have they ?
I used to make a point of photographing warrants on the sides of coaches whenever I saw them (and remembered to look for them !), but as with most things, I have now fallen behind on the current scene, and only have one of the current holders in my files. D & H Harrod were granted their warrant in 2010, which I think took the place of Carnell's of Sutton Bridge in providing coaches for Sandringham's needs.
The other current holders are Westway Coaches, for London (and presumably Windsor too), and Stagecoach Bluebird Buses for Balmoral. In earlier times, I think London and Windsor were sourced separately, as I seem to recall Charles Rickards holding a warrant at the same time as Carter's of Maidenhead, who I presume were for Windsor.
I may be wrong in some of my recollections, so feel free to correct and enhance if you can. The names of other warrant holders from the past would be nice as well, as a complete list of the privileged few would be good to see. Maybe this is the time for The Kings Ferry to get in on the act ?
St Andrew, Westhall, Suffolk
I'm currently preparing a new page for Westhall at suffolkchurches.co.uk - I'm parking the old one here so it doesn't get lost forever.
Listen: come with me. We’ll set off from the Queen’s Head at Blyford, a fine and welcoming pub across the road from that village’s little church. Perhaps we’ll have just had lunch, and we’ll be sitting outside with a couple of pints of Adnams. You’d like to stay there in the sunshine for the rest of the afternoon, but I’m going to take you somewhere special, so stir yourself. You are probably thinking it is Holy Trinity at Blythburgh, Suffolk’s finest church a couple of miles away on the main A12. But it isn’t.
Nor is it St Andrew at Wenhaston, a mile away across the bridge, and home of the Doom, one of Suffolk’s greatest medieval art treasures. You’ve already seen that.
No. Within a few miles of the pub sign (notice that it features St Etheldreda, whose father King Anna was killed in battle on the Blyth marshes) there is a third of Suffolk’s finest churches. It is the least known of the three, partly because it is so carefully hidden, so secreted away, and partly because Simon Jenkins, inconceivably, unforgivably, missed it out of his book England’s Thousand Best Churches.This may yet have serious consequences, as we shall see.
Blyford is on the main road between Halesworth and Dunwich, but we are going to take a narrow lane that you might almost miss if you weren’t with me. It leads northwards, and is quickly enveloped by oak-buttressed hedgerows, beyond which thin fields spread. Pheasants scuttle across the road in front of us; a hare watches warily for a moment before kicking sulkily back into the ditch (we are on foot perhaps, or bicycle). Occasional lanes thread off towards the woods and the sea.
After a couple of miles, we reach the obscenity of a main road, and cross it quickly, leaving it behind us. Now, the lane narrows severely, the banks steepening, trees arching above us. They guard the silence, until our tunnel doglegs suddenly, and an obscure stream appears beyond the hedgerow. Once, on a late winter afternoon, my dream was disturbed here by a startled heron rising up, its bony legs clacking dryly as it took flight over my head. I felt the rush of its wings.
This road was not designed for cars. Instead, it traces the ancient field pattern, cutting across the ends of strips and then along the sides, connecting long-vanished settlements. The lane splits (we take the right fork) and splits again (the left) and suddenly we are descending steeply into a secret glade shrouded in ancient tree canopies. The lane curves, narrows and opens – and here we are. Still, you might not notice it, because the church is still camouflaged by the trees, and the absurdity of the neighbouring bungalow with its kitschy garden may distract you; but to your right, in a silent velvet graveyard sits St Andrew, Westhall. It has been described in one book as Suffolk’s best kept secret.
I hope that I can convey to you something of why this place is so special. Firstly, notice the unusual layout of the building as you walk around it. That fine late 13th century tower, not too high despite its post-Reformation bell-stage, organic and at one with the trees; the breathtaking little Norman church that spreads to the east of it. And then, to the north, a large 13th century nave, thatched and rustic. It was designed for this graveyard, for this glade. Neither has changed much. Beyond it, the grand 14th century chancel, rudely filling almost the entire east end of the graveyard. Perhaps as we step around to the north side the same thing will happen as happened to me one muggy Saturday afternoon in July 2003 – a tawny owl sat watching me on a headstone, and then threw itself furiously into the air and away.
Your first thought may be that here we have two churches joined together – and this is almost exactly right. You can see the same thing on a similar timescale at Ufford, although the development there is rather more subtle than it is here.
Here at Westhall, there was a Norman church – an early one. Several hundred years later a tower was built to the west of it, and then the vast new nave to the north. A hundred years later came the chancel. Perhaps the east end of the Norman church was rebuilt at this time. Mortlock thinks that there was once a Norman chancel, and this may be so. The old church became a south aisle, the particular preserve perhaps of the Bohun family. They married into the famous Coke family, who we have already met at nearby Bramfield.
And so, we step inside. We may do so through the fine north porch; it is a wide, open one, clearly intended for the carrying out of parish business. It was probably the last substantial part of the church to be built, on the eve of the Reformation. The door appears contemporary. Or, I might send you round to step in through the Norman doorway on the south side, into the body of the original church.
You expect dust and decay, perhaps, in such a remote place. But this is a well-kept church, lovingly maintained and well-used. Although there are a couple of old benches scattered about, most of the seating is early 19th century, with that delightful cinema curve to the western row which was fashionable immediately before the Oxford Movement and the Camden Society sent out their great resacramentalising waves, and English churches were never the same again.
If you step in from the south, then you are immediately confronted with something so stunning, so utterly wonderful, that we are going to pretend you cannot believe your eyes, and you pass it by. Instead, draw back the curtain, and step into the space beneath the tower. Walk to the western wall, and turn back.
You are confronted with the main entrance of a grand post-conquest church, probably about 1100. Surviving faces in the unfinished ranges look like something out of Wallace and Grommit. Above, an arcade of windows, the central one open. Almost a thousand years ago, it would have thrown summer evening light on the altar.
As you step back into the aisle, it is now easy to see it as the nave it once was. The northern wall has now gone, replaced by a low arcade, and you step through into the wideness of the modern (it is only 600 years old!) nave.
Here, then, let us at last allow ourselves an exploration of Suffolk’s other great medieval art survival. This is Westhall’s famous font, one of the seven sacrament series, but more haunting than all the others because it still retains almost all its original colour.
The Mass panel is the most familiar, because it is the cover of Eamonn Duffy’s majestic The Stripping of the Altars. The other panels, anti-clockwise from this, are Last Rites, Reconciliation, Matrimony, Confirmation, Baptism, Ordination, and the odd panel out, the Baptism of Christ.
The font asks more questions than it answers. How did it survive? Suffolk has 13 Seven Sacrament fonts in various states of repair. Those nearby at Blythburgh, Wenhaston and Southwold are clearly from the same group as this one, but have been completely effaced. Other good ones survive nearby at Weston and Great Glemham, at Monk Soham, at neighbours Woodbridge and Melton, neighbours Cratfield and Laxfield, at Denston in the south west and at Badingham. We don’t know how many others there might have been; probably not many, for most East Anglian churches have a surviving medieval font of another design. The surviving panels were probably plastered over during the long puritan night (the damage to the figures is probably a result of making the faces flush rather than any attempt at iconoclasm) but they were also all probably once coloured. So why has only this one survived in that state?
The other feature of the font that is quite, quite extraordinary is the application of gessowork for the tabernacled figures between the faces. This is plaster of Paris which is moulded on and allowed to dry – it can then be carved. It is sometimes used on wood to achieve fine details, but rarely on stone. Was it once found widely elsewhere? How has it survived here?
If it was just for the font, then St Andrew would still be an essential destination for anyone interested in medieval churches. But there are several other features that, in any other church, would be considered equally essential.
There is the screen. It is a bit of a curiosity. Firstly, the two painted ranges are clearly the work of different artists. On the south side are female Saints, very similar in style to those on the screen at Ufford. The artists helpfully labelled them, and they are St Etheldreda (the panel bearing her left half has been lost) St Sitha, St Agnes, St Bridget, St Catherine, St Dorothy, St Margaret of Aleppo and finally one of the most essential Saints in the medieval economy of grace, St Apollonia - she it was who could be asked to intercede against toothache. With the possible exception of St Margaret, modern Anglicans would think of all of these as peculiarly Catholic Saints, a reminder that St Andrew was built, after all, as a Catholic church.
The depictions on the northern part of the screen are much simpler (Pevsner thought them crude) and are probably painted by a local artist. Note the dedicatory inscription along the top on this side; it is barely legible, but the names Margarete and Tome Felton and Richard Lore and Margaret Alen are still discernible. I think the figures on this screen are equally fascinating, if not more so. They are all easily recognisable, and are fondly rendered. With one remarkable exception, they are familiar to us from many popular images.
The first is Saint James in his pilgrim's garb, as if about to set out for Santiago de Compostella. The power of such an image to medieval people in a backwater like north-east Suffolk should not be underestimated. Next comes St Leonard, associated with the Christian duty of visiting prisoners - perhaps this had a local resonance. Thirdly, there is a triumphant St Michael, one of the major Saints of the late medieval panoply, and then St Clement, the patron Saint of seafarers. This is interesting, because although Westhall is a good six miles from the sea, it is much closer to the Blyth river, which was probably much wider and faster in medieval times. It seems strange to think of Westhall as having a relationship with the sea, but it probably did.
Next comes the remarkable exception. The next three panels represent between them the Transfiguration; Christ on a mountain top between the two figures of Moses and Elijah. It is the only surviving medieval screen representation of the Transfiguration in England. Eamonn Duffy, in The Stripping of the Altars, argues that here at Westhall is priceless evidence of the emergence of a new cult on the eve of the Reformation, which would snuff it out. Another representation survived in a wall painting at Hawkedon, but has faded away during the last half century.
The last panel is St Anthony of Egypt, recognisable from the dear little pig at his feet. I wonder if it was painted from the life.
There is a fascinating wall painting against the north wall. It shows St Christopher, as you might expect. St Christopher was a special devotion in the hearts of medieval churchgoers, and usually sits opposite the main entrance so that they could look in at the start of the day and receive his blessing. As a surviving inscription at Creeting St Peter reminds us, anyone who looks on the image in the morning would be spared a sudden death that day. It is the other figures in the illustration that are remarkable, though, for one of them is clearly Moses, wearing his ‘horns of light’ (an early medieval mistranslation of ‘halo’).
There are a couple of other wall-paintings, including a beautiful flower-surrounded consecration cross beside the south door, and a painted image niche alcove in the eastern splay of a window in the south wall. This is odd; it should have a figure in it, but none appears to have been painted there. Perhaps it was intended to have a statue placed in front of it, but the window sill is very steep, and it is hard to see how a statue could have been positioned there. DD surmised that there had once been a stand, the base of which was canted in some manner, and that the sill had once been less steep (the base of the painting seems to suggest this). Whatever, it is very odd.
Between the painted niche and consecration cross there are surviving traces of a large painting; it seems to consist of the leafy surrounds of seven large roundels. Mortlock wondered if it might have been a sequence of the Seven Works of Mercy as at Trotton in Sussex, but there is insufficient remaining to tell.
Nicholas Bohun's tomb, in very poor repair, sits in the south-east corner; an associated brass gives you rather more information than you might think you need. A George III royal arms hangs above.
If you haven't lost your appetite for the extraordinary, come back up into the apparently completely Victorianised chancel. Chalice brasses are incredibly rare, because of their Catholic imagery. Westhall had two of them, although unfortunately only the matrices survive. Then, look up; on one of the roof beams is an image of the Holy Trinity, with God the Father holding the Crucified Christ between his knees. There is probably a dove as well, although that is not visible from the ground. Indeed, the whole thing is too small, as if the artist hadn't really thought about the scale needed for it to be seen from the chancel floor.
So there we are, I've let you in on Suffolk's best-kept secret. But I said earlier that I was afraid Simon Jenkins’s omission of this church might have serious consequences. Here is why: there is an ongoing programme of essential repairs, and the church has had to raise tens of thousands of pounds at fairly short notice. The parish has less than a hundred people living in it, and the congregation is barely in double figures. The church is clearly a national treasure, and its continued survival is essential; but it is difficult to convince people of this, because it has been missed out of what is increasingly being treated as a heritage wish-list. It was bad enough that Pevsner’s books were used as arbiters of what should survive when redundancies loomed in the 1970s; it would be appalling if the Jenkins book was used in the same way now.
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Loving you was dumb, dark and cheap
Loving you still takes shots at me
Loving you was sunshine, but then it poured
And I lost so much more than my senses
'Cause loving you had consequences ♫
OCTOBER 13, 2022 - WASHINGTON DC. 2022 IMF/WORLD BANK ANNUAL MEETINGS: Investing in People and Planet: Financing the Low-carbon, Resilient Transition
Climate action is in danger of stalling with profound consequences for all countries, particularly the poorest. Overlapping crises—the war in Ukraine, COVID-19, surging inflation — could derail the investments required to tackle the climate crisis. It is vital to improve not only the quantity but also the quality of climate finance, making sure it reaches those most affected by climate impacts, prioritizing adaptation and resilience. This event focused on ways to address climate and development needs together, supporting people and communities in the low-carbon, resilient transition.
Speakers: David Malpass, President, World Bank Group; Annette Nazareth, Chair, Integrity Council for the Voluntary Carbon Market; Dirk Forrister, President and CEO, International Emissions Trading Association (IETA); Makhtar Diop, Managing Director, IFC; Slawomir Krupa, Head, Global Banking & Investor Solutions, and future CEO, Société Générale; Mari Pangestu, Managing Director, Development Policy and Partnerships, World Bank; Nicholas Stern, IG Patel Professor of Economics and Government, London School of Economics. Host: Mercy Niwe, Stakeholder Engagement Lead, External and Corporate Relations, World Bank Group. Photo: World Bank
Car wreckage and a £50,000 pint come to Manchester
People in Manchester were be exposed to two very different consequences of drink driving by Greater Manchester Police this week. The wreckage of a car whose owner was killed in drink driving crash went on display at the University of Manchester, alongside a pint worth £50,000 – the personal financial cost of a conviction.
The £50,000 pint, displayed behind velvet ropes and housed in a protective glass case, represents the personal financial cost of drink-driving, calculated for the first time by the Institute of Advanced Motorists. The calculation reflects the fines, legal costs, rise in insurance premiums and possible job losses faced by those who are convicted.
The wreckage, known as the Think! Car, was owned by a 21-year-old man who lost control of his car on his way home and hit a tree, sadly killing him.
The activity was part of the University ‘Wellbeing Week’ and involved police conducting on the spot breathalyser tests and handing out free ‘scratchcards’, as well as activity highlighting the dangers posed to cyclists and bikers straying into the blind spots of HGVs and buses.
Inspector Matt Bailey-Smith from Greater Manchester Police said: "Drink driving ruins lives. It can cost motorists their family, job and worse still their life or that of somebody else.
"Many people do not think of the consequences of driving under the influence of alcohol until it is too late and police are committed to tackling this issue so that we can make the roads of Greater Manchester a safer place to be.
"If you are planning on driving then the safest choice you can make is to avoid alcohol all together, and if you see somebody else attempting to drink and drive then make sure you stop them. It could be the difference between life and death."
Road Safety Minister Stephen Hammond said:
“It might only look like a humble pint of beer, but it could end up costing much more than a few quid – in fact it comes with an eye-watering hidden cost if it pushes you over the limit.
“Most people know not to drink and drive but a small number still do, which is why we are highlighting the consequences of a drink drive conviction through our THINK! campaign.
“Anyone thinking of drinking and driving should be without any doubt – if you are caught driving over the limit you will face a heavy court fine and lose your licence – you could even go to prison.”
To find out more about Greater Manchester Police please visit our website.
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By 1920, the Valley had established itself as a prime commercial district in Brisbane. As well as the shopping precinct centred on the Valley Corner, it was also an auspicious industrial area, with good transport and proximity to working-class suburbs. However, expansion in the centre of the Valley was beginning to reach its limits The streets, created when the Valley was a small, semi-rural town, were too narrow to cope with the huge influx of traffic, including trams. The newly-amalgamated Brisbane City Council began to carry out urgently-needed street widening projects, resuming extensive areas of land in prominent areas. Old companies, such as McWhirters, designed large new premises to replace smaller buildings. New companies trying to take advantage of the Valley’s popularity and industrial advantages moved in, erecting new buildings in the Valley, such as the New England Motor Company’s car assembly plant and General Motors Ltd’s service station. As a consequence, land values in Fortitude Valley skyrocketed. In 1923 a Brunswick Street property sold for a record £500 a foot, and in 1925 five shops in the centre of the Valley were sold for almost £40,000.
But as the Valley Corner and surrounding areas struggled with overcrowding, large amounts of land became available on the fringes of the Valley. Substantial family estates had dominated the area around Gregory Terrace in the 1800s, but from the early twentieth century, the estates were divided into smaller lots and sold. The Raff family’s ‘Grange Hill’ estate, consisting of the 4-acre block along Gregory Terrace, Warry Street, Brunswick Street, and Water Street, was one of the last large estates to be auctioned in 1921.
The affordability and location of the undeveloped ‘Grange Estate’ encouraged new businesses and residents to move to the outer areas of the Valley. It had the advantage of enabling businesses to construct large premises, without being too far from the Valley Corner. It was also well-situated for the Exhibition Grounds, where manufacturers could display their finished products, and for residents the proximity to the Victoria Park golf course and other leisure areas was a draw. Residences, particularly for city workers, began to emerge along Brunswick Street and business premises were constructed along Water Street. In 1923, Henry Roberts was in the process of building large warehouse and shop facilities on Water Street, while a veterinary hospital on the corner of Brunswick and Water Streets was purchased by Daniel Carr and developed as a motor garage. In the same year, Alexander Bell and wife Mary established their furniture manufacturing business, ‘Bell Brothers’, with plans for a workshop, show room, and office on Water Street approved between February and April 1923, and constructed by Alexander Bell himself. The site was on a corner of a major intersection, with high visibility along Brunswick Street. Alexander Bell’s purchase of sixteen perches on Water Street in the former Grange Hill estate was registered in December 1923.
Once completed, Bell Brothers’ new building formed part of a small ‘furniture precinct’ on Water Street, with Henry Robert’s ‘Brunswick Home Furnishers’ factory and showroom next door. The massive Rhoades and Co, which had a furniture showroom on Wickham street, also opened a store room on Water street. Other furniture manufacturing companies in the Valley provided more competition for Bell Brothers, including Crafti on Wickham Street, and Edmund Rosenstengel’s business in Brunswick Street. Bell Brothers also had to contend with major department stores T.C Beirne, Foy and Gibson, Whincup and Company, and Overell, all of which could offer customers high-quality goods at reduced prices.
Despite the competition, Bell Brothers quickly became a prominent business, renowned for its solid, hand-crafted furniture and award-winning displays in the annual Royal Show. Two new cabinet-makers were hired in 1924, and in 1926 the Bells purchased an additional 1.13 perches of land to expand their business. Architect Sidney W. Prior called for tenders for the erection of brick premises on the corner of Water and Brunswick streets for Messrs Bell Brothers in March and April 1927. The design was advertised to have included structural steel and cantilever awnings. Additions were undertaken towards the end of 1927, and a new furniture factory was constructed in early 1929, both designed by Prior. By September 1929, Bell Brothers had become successful enough to register as a limited proprietary company, with £25,000 capital.
Bell Brothers’ expansion was interrupted abruptly on Saturday the 5th of December 1931, when the premises was gutted by fire. The blaze caused a massive spectacle: thousands of people were reported to have stood outside in the dark and rainy night to watch the furniture factory burn, and photographs of the blaze were included in The Brisbane Courier on the following Monday. The fire had started in the Bell Brothers showroom and spread to adjacent buildings. Onlookers had attempted to move vehicles from Dan Carr’s motor garage when it also caught and was destroyed. The fire was fierce enough to leap across the laneway to the Brunswick Home Furnishers showroom, but reinforcements from the city’s fire brigades saved Roberts’ property from the worst of the fire.
Bell Brothers suffered an estimated £10,000 worth of damage in the fire. The two-storey brick showroom and its contents, except for a single brick wall, were destroyed, as were the polishing section and upholstery rooms in the factory. The company held a salvage sale from temporary premises on the opposite side of Water Street, and in 1932 the Bells began the process of rebuilding.
Although Bell Brothers had used Sidney Prior for its constructions in the late 1920s, E.P. Trewern was commissioned to reinstate the business premises. The Victorian trained Eric Percival Trewern established his Brisbane architectural practice in 1920 at an address in Queen Street, Brisbane. The practice continued until Trewern’s death in 1959. The height of his design success occurred in the interwar period and he is renowned for his innovative designs incorporating the Spanish Mission and the Old English/Tudor revival style in residential and commercial architecture. Amongst his finest residential designs is the New Farm house ‘Santa Barbara’, which is considered the best example of the Spanish Mission style in Brisbane. Trewern designed many commercial buildings in central Brisbane, most of which no longer exist. One important extant building is the Inchcolm Professional Chambers on Wickham Terrace. Trewern was also an active member of many prestigious architectural societies in the pursuit of improving professional architectural standards in Queensland.
Tenders were put out for the new Bell Brothers building in early 1932. Builders Tealby and Crick, with whom Trewern frequently worked in the late 1920s and early 1930s, had their tender accepted in April. The repairs were to cost £600. The new building was three storeys high, though it appeared to be only two from the outside. The new interior was constructed with New Guinea rosewood; and according to a former employee this was built by Mr Bell himself. The reconstruction was completed by June 1932, when another fire broke out in the factory, but this one caused only slight damage.
Bell Brothers’ troubles continued in late 1933 when Edward Rosenstengel brought legal action against the company, alleging infringement of a registered design. However, Alexander and Mary Bell successfully defended the action, and Bell Brothers was back on its feet by 1934, when the firm won first prize for its array of household furniture at the Royal Show.
The US Navy leased the modern Bell Bros Furniture showroom & factory Building through the Australian Army Hirings Service (at Victoria Barracks) on the 17th of June 1943. This is a three-storey brick building. Each floor has an area of 2,100 square feet. The ground floor that has a prime commercial at the prominent Brunswick and Water Streets corner has two large show (display) windows on the Water Street side. The windows could also be seen by the tram, motor vehicle and pedestrian traffic passing along Brunswick Street.
The USN conducted four activities from this building. The US 7th Fleet’s Photographic Developing Laboratory occupied the second floor of Bell Brothers until November 1944. On the ground floor, with its major display windows, was the USN War Bonds Issuing Office. War bonds were a government scheme where bonds were sold to the public or service personnel on the understanding that the money would be repaid with interest at the end of the war. War bonds were used to raise revenue to fund the war effort. The War Bonds Issuing Office occupied approximately 800 square feet of floor space. This USN organisation shared the ground floor with the Cap Boat Leave Office and USN Central Control Office of New Pay Procedures. It occupied the remainder of the ground floor, approximately 500 square feet.
In January 1945, in a review of its remaining Brisbane facilities, the USN recommended that the War Bonds Issuing Office, the Cap Boat Leave Office and the Central Control Office of New Pay Procedures be transferred to the Audio Visual Training Library Building at the USN Training Centre in Lammington Avenue, Newstead. The Bell Brothers Building would then be returned to Australian Army Hirings Service. The USN ended its lease in March 1945.
The business continued to be run by the Bell family for almost seventy years, supplying custom-made furniture to customers such as former Governor-General Bill Hayden. In 1988 Bell Brothers was purchased by Moreton Pacific and the company was wound up in 1990, although a branch of Bell Brothers continues to operate today in Newstead.
The modern building placed at the back of the site and behind the Bell Brothers office building has no heritage significance. During a fire in 1973, the original factory burnt down, leaving only the showroom still standing. However, the brick wall which stands adjacent to the building is significant, as the only remaining part of the original 1923 Bell Brothers building.
The former Bell Brothers’ allotment became the property of Imbarra Pty Ltd in 1994, and was divided into nine lots in December 2000. The Bell Brothers building was entered onto the City Plan Heritage Register in January 2004. Currently, the building is used for commercial purposes. A large advertising sign has been erected on top of the building.
Source: Brisbane City Council Heritage Register.
Ash has just spent a week in hospital after being shot by Nio, and is out in her wheelchair when she sees Ember...
Ashur Kentoku blinks owlishly at Em as she aproaches...
Emberen Twine's anger dissapates at the sight of Ash, tears silently gathering and pooling before streaming down her cheeks. "Ash?" she says, her voice shaky..."You alright?"
Ashur Kentoku's face is pale from her exertions and the pain, and a light sheen of sweat causes a few strands of hair to stick to her cheeks...she nods slowly, eyes brimming with tears now too at the sight of Em..."yes,' she mews in a small voice. "I'll live....are you okay?"
Emberen Twine nods, her lips curving downward into a pained frown. "I'll live," she says, her voice quivering, before breaking out into sobs as she toddles over to Ash and sits by her . She grasps her hand and looks up at her, eyes wide, cheeks glistening.
Ashur Kentoku bends painfully over and rests her cheek against Em's, trying to purr, although it hurts her to do so..."Then everything's gonna be all right," she merrs. She clings to Em, sniffling....but she's smiling....
Emberen Twine: "Oh Ash...I was so scared...and I couldn't remember most of what happened after you got to the hospital. AndI thought I was gooing to lose my only family...I thought you were gonna die! I...I...." She just stops talking....stops breathing...only sobs, shaking her head as she thinks about it all, overwhelmed, and unable to take it all in at one time.
Ashur Kentoku: "Shhh," she meers, petting Em, trying to soothe her..."I might have died but I didn't...I'm here....we're here." She swallows, and lifts her face away and brushes tears from Em's cheek, the faint smile still on her face.
Emberen Twine sniffles and rests her forehead on Ash's knee, still shaking it back and forth. "It was all just so awful...There was so much blood." She takes a deep breath and brings a hand up to her cheeks, blotting away the tears. "I never left you Ash...I didn't leave," at least that she remembers.
Ashur Kentoku strokes her fiery red hair..."Yeah...amazing how much blood there is in a person, huh?" She tilts her head..."Yeah, one of the nurses told me you refused to leave my side..." She smiles..."Love ya, kitten. Won't ever forget that..."
Emberen Twine: "But you left mine," she whispers as she raises her eyes to study Ashur's. "You wouldn't even listen to me...wouldn't wait to get just a little better. It was like you didn't care if you died." She swallows hard her face contorting with a pained grimace.
Ashur Kentoku blinks..."Maybe I don't."
Emberen Twine sucks up a soggy breath, startled at Ashur's answer. "So..." she looks down, assembling her thoughts, raising her eyes once again to Ash with confusion. "So I get spend my nights worried sick about you, end up with unexplained wounds and a bloody axe....and you don't even care enough about me to live?" She gapes, her eyes searching for some sort of sense that could come from all of this.
Ashur Kentoku shakes her head..."No...I dont mean it that way...just that I didnt expect Nio to try murder me. I know you care and I dont want you to have to suffer...dammit I wanna live as much as the next person..." She sighs.
Emberen Twine: "But...when you regained conciousness in the hospital...you ...you wouldn't even lay down. You...wouldn't even let the doctor clear you before you left! I...I was so worried that you would bleed again. AndI was hurt that you would jeopardise your life again for...for a meeting. "
Ashur Kentoku nods..."I just had to do something normal...show them they can't keep me down. I went baaaack for a while afterwards,' she says defensively.
Emberen Twine stares at her, remaining quiet for a while. Her brows knit together with grief, slight relief that her friend, her family, is still alive. "Gods Ash...I would lose my mind if anything ever happened to you." Hell, she already did. "You're gonna heal now right? You are gonna take it easy and not endanger yourself again?"
Ashur Kentoku nods again, another glassy blink..."Yes...the Oracle gave me some nanites...should heal me up faster than normal. And then I can pay Nio a visit..." She smiles.
Emberen Twine: "Ash...." she says, her tone measured, brow furrowing. "Revenge isn't going to make things any better. Don't you know that? It's only going to wind up in more blood on the pavement. Please don't. Please don't meet her violence with your own." This is what she had been fearing...retribution. "I talked to her...and she admited her mistake. She knows that what she did was wrong."
Ashur Kentoku perks her ears..."Oh, I've not decided whether I'll return her attempt at murdering me in kind," she merrs. "I very well may...but I am certainly going to pay her a visit. What transpires will be determined mostly from her behaviour...and judging from her last psychotic response, it may well be blood again, yes. But not mine, this time."
Emberen Twine: "Ash! Gods...you totally goaded her into it! She had no right to do what she did...but I got the feeling you wanted to push her into a reaction. You just weren't counting on her reaction being so...overblown!" That anger that she felt the day it happened spikes, making itself known with a burn in her chest. Tears, now dried, stain her cheek, and a resolve to call Ash on her shit sets in.
Ashur Kentoku's face becomes expressionless and she withdraws from Em..."I told the furball to get lost because the furball was goading me, Em. you know s well as I do that the corner I was standing on is disputed territory at best, and that often non-Catwalkers hang out there. You have, yourself. She deliberately used it as an excuse to try murder me. She aimed for my head after shooting me in the chest," she growls. "Don't think I didnt see that...or forget it. So don't talk to me about goading..."
Emberen Twine: "You could have given in to her...that corner, or standing your ground wasn't worth a chest full of holes. Did you really think that battle would win the war? At best it gave you an excuse to start one. Let them protect their prison with their lives. Let them rot in it! As long as you aren't dying along with them for some "cause" which will never be one you can win!" She stares at Ash intently as she speaks, unwilling to back down, unwilling to let her retreat.
Ashur Kentoku: "That wasn't a battle, Em," she whispers quietly. "if it was, it would have been Nio you'd have been visiting in hospital, not me...."
Ashur Kentoku: "But you're right about their prison...nevertheless, I AM going to pay Nio a visit. Nothing you can say will change that. What happens during that visit, happens. As I've said."
Emberen Twine: "So you mean to tell me you had no intention of getting her to shoot you by mouthing off like that? You want me to believe that...that your refusal to move was in no way designed to get her to lose her shit on you?" She shakes her head, realizing she can't change Ash's mind, before shuddering at the sound of shots fired.
Ashur Kentoku: "I mean to tell you that it's time certain people in this city learned that there are consequences to their actions, and that Nio is learning that. And I intend to make sure the point is driven home...to see that for myself. Because trying to murder someone for standing where you don't want them to stand is wrong, and carrying a big gun doesnt mean it grants you the right to behave that way."
Emberen Twine sighs...unable to disagree with that logic. It's so much easier to argue with Ash when she isn't being rational. But the blood lust was absent from her...this night. "Ash," she says softly..."Just...just be careful. I..." Tears yet again.."I just don't want a life without you in it."
St Mary's
As a consequence of the large increase in population in the area of Nunthorpe Station from about 1900, the accommodation at the old Church in the village became inadequate and active steps were taken to provide a new Church. Tenders to a design by Mr. Temple Moore were on the point of being accepted in 1914 but the outbreak of the war put an end to all proposals of building. By 1924 the need for the new Church had become urgent following the erection of further residential property and new tenders were obtained to the same design and specification but owing to the increased cost of labour and materials the lowest tender received was about two-and-a-half times that received from the same firm in 1914.
The contract was let to Messrs. John Thompson and Sons Ltd. Of Peterborough and the foundation stone was laid on the 6th November, 1924, by Sir Arthur Dorman who had given the land for the site.
Hitherto, Nunthorpe had been ecclesiastically administered as part of Great Ayton Parish but it was considered desirable that a separate and larger Parish be constituted and this was done by adding to it parts of the Parishes of Marton, Ormesby and Great Ayton.
Building proceeded throughout 1925 and the consecration by the Archbishop of York took place on the 20th July, 1926.
The Church, which is technically in the Early English period of Architecture, is built in regular coursed ashlar of locally quarried sandstone, with a lightly tooled surface and has brown hand-made tiles on the steeply pitched roofs.
The layout is conventional cruciform plan with a western porch which has above its entrance, set in a niche, a statue in white stone of the Virgin and Child. Tall lancet windows are seen in the body of the Church, with its chamfered plinth and stepped buttresses and this adjoins the dominant parapeted square tower at the crossing. Paired louvered windows open from the bell chamber and there is a simple spout on each of the four faces to drain the flat roof of the tower.
The roof of the Chancel at the eastern end is higher than that of the nave due to the introduction of twin clerestory windows. Shallow transepts with gabled roofs run from the tower, that on the south being carried down to cover a recessed doorway. Under the clerestory windows tiled lean-to roofs complete the plan form by forming a side chapel to the south side and a sacristry and vestry on the north side.
Inside the Church there is a central stone paved aisle in the nave and massive oak pews run on either side to the oak panelling which covers the walls to the bottom of the windows. The roof of the nave is of timber in the shape of a barrel vault with one tie beam on stone corbels.
The crossing under the tower has a flat timber roof and the chamfered and moulded arches form a particularly strong feature. At the east side they spring from a pair of intersecting attached round columns and at the west are supported from one similar half column and a cluster of tapered pilasters. One step leads up to the Chancel and the simple carved pulpit on a round stone plinth on the left which contrasts with the decoratively carved lectern at the right hand side.
The font in the south-eastern corner of the south Transept was originally situated in the traditional position, inside the door, at the western end of the Church but it was moved to its present position so that the congregation could participate more easily in the Christening ceremonies.
The priest’s stall and the panelled choir seating were added in 1932 – a gift from Lady Dorman in memory of her late husband.
The sanctuary is closed with a low timber communion rail with central gates of a similar design and is dominated by the large east window which comprises a group of three central lancets under one mould hood with a single light on either side.
The arch at the north is stone filled with a door to the vestry and the south wall has a shelved recess and piscina, and three sedilia built into the wall thickness. Like the font, the Altar has been moved from its original position against the east wall to allow the celebrant to face the congregation.
There are two memorial inscriptions carved in stone – that over the south door being to the memory of Charles Dorman, who was one of the first two churchwardens and the other over the belfry door recording that the eight bells in the tower were erected to the memory of the Dorman family who had contributed so much for the Church.
The bells are in the upper stage of the belfry and are fixed in a metal frame and the clappers strike the bells, being operated by wires and spring loaded handles from the ringing chamber immediately below.
The stained glass window in the east side of the chapel to the memory of Andrew Hutton is by Hugh Eason.
Many of the furnishings have been donated as memorials and a number of these are the work of the “mouseman”, Robert Thompson of Kilburn.
At the south eastern end of the nave there is an inscription in the wood panelling recording the names of the Vicars of Nunthorpe.
The Lych Gate at the entrance to the Churchyard was built as a memorial to all the men who fell in the Second World War and it was designed in the same style as the Church by the present firm succeeding Temple Moor. It was dedicated by the Bishop of Whitby on 6th July, 1947. The stone for the gate was obtained from Gunnergate Hall, Marton, which had recently been demolished and the oak work is also by Robert Thompson.
Eric Bailey, June 1976
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---- the float of St. Sebastian is carried on the shoulders by devotees through the steep and narrow streets of the village of Melia ----
---- la vara di San Sebastiano viene portata in spalla dai devoti attraverso le ripide e strette viuzze del paese di Melia -----
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June 10, 1940, from the balcony of Palazzo Venezia in Rome, seat of the Grand Council of Fascism, the Duce Benito Mussolini announces the Italian entry into the war on the side of Nazi Germany; Mussolini already now stands as a military goal to have an enemy to be defeated in order to start the so-called "parallel war" on Germany (Italy would fight so with the German allies, but pursuing autonomous and independent objectives); In fact, the Duce, he wanted to prove to Hitler (who took the decisions on the course of the war without first consult Him) that Italy had to be considered military, political and economic of equal importance to the German one, so in order to achieve that, he need an opponent militarily within his reach, this opponent seemed to be Greece as it was geographically close, seemed to have weak military, a political class unwilling to fight, but the reckless attack proved be a serious military mistake with heavy consequences. This is the scenary as a backdrop to a group of military Sicilians catapulted on the Greek front, young soldiers who immediately realize of the prevailing military disorganization, their life appears hanging by a thread ... but there is a Saint who can help them... they finance the construction of the float of St. Sebastian, patron saint of the town of Melia in the municipality of Mongiuffi Melia (Messina), maybe (the figure is not certain) the idea of the float is from corporal Cingari of Melia, so asking S.Sebastian for help and protection (S.Sebastian is the principal patron saint invoked against the plague .... . isn't the War a plague...?!); participants enter their names in a silver casket bearing cantilevered effigy of the Royal Army, if they will die will remain at least a trace of their earthly life. This particular float has the Saint Sebastian who seems to have the military salute, on the basis of float is written: "The Infantries of the first company and officials of the 3rd Regiment.Infantry. Piedmont Fighters in the year 1940 during the battle of Greek devotees offered" .
This is a short and long reports on the traditional festival that the village of Melia (Mongiuffi Melia - Messina) celebrates in honor of its Patron Saint San Sebastian, with thet float that was so ardently desired by those Sicilians soldiers in those bleak darkest hours in our history.
A curiosity, every year on the occasion of the procession are distributed to the population of the loaves in the shape of arrows (they remember the 1st martyrdom) , this year the priest Father Di Bella has expressed the wish about the bread don't have the form with the shape of arrows because this form carriers in itself a sign of violence, this year the loaves had the shape of a "cuddura" (donut-shaped), as is the case for the San Leonardo holiday, celebrated in the other fraction of Mongiuffi, opposite of Melia.
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il 10 giugno 1940, dal balcone di Palazzo Venezia in Roma, sede del Gran Consiglio del fascismo, il Duce Benito Mussolini annuncia agli Italiani l'ingresso in guerra dell'Italia a fianco della Germania nazista; già da subito Mussolini si pone come obiettivo militare quello di avere un nemico da sconfiggere per poter avviare la cosiddetta "guerra parallela" alla Germania (l'Italia avrebbe combattuto sì con gli alleati tedeschi, ma perseguendo obiettivi autonomi ed indipendenti); il Duce infatti, voleva dimostrare a Hitler (che prendeva le decisioni sull’andamento della guerra senza preventivamente consultarlo) che l'Italia doveva essere considerata potenza militare, politica ed economica di uguale importanza a quella tedesca, quindi per poter raggiungere tale scopo, aveva bisogno di un avversario militarmente alla sua portata, questo avversario sembrava essere la Grecia in quanto era geograficamente vicina, sembrava avere forze armate deboli, una classe politica poco disposta a battersi ed una popolazione poco interessata agli eventi nazionali, ma l'avventato attacco si rivelò essere un grave errore militare con pesanti conseguenze. Questo lo scenario che fa da sfondo ad un gruppo di militari Siciliani catapultati sul fronte Greco, giovani soldati i quali subito si rendono conto dell'imperante disorganizzazione militare, la loro vita appare appesa ad un filo...un Santo a cui votarsi forse c'è...si autotassano per finanziare la costruzione della vara di San Sebastiano, Santo Protettore della frazione di Melia del comune di Mongiuffi Melia (Messina), forse (il dato non è certo) l'idea della vara è del caporale Cingari originario di Melia, chiedendo così protezione ed aiuto a S.Sebastiano, Santo Protettore invocato contro la peste (esiste una peste meno grave della Guerra ?!); i partecipanti alla colletta inseriscono i loro nomi all'interno di una teca in argento recante a sbalzo l'effigie del Regio Esercito, se moriranno resterà almeno una traccia della loro vita terrena, in più collegata al Santo. Viene realizzata questa particolare vara col Santo che sembra eseguire il saluto militare, sulla base della vara è scritto " I FANTI DELLA 1a COMP. E UFFICIALI DEL 3° REGG.FANT. "PIEMONTE" COMBATTENTI NELL'ANNO 1940 AL FRONTE GRECO DEVOTI OFFRIRONO".
Questo è un breve e lungo report sulla festa tradizionale che il borgo di Melia compie in onore del suo Santo Patrono San Sebastiano, portando in processione quella vara che fu così ardentemente voluta da quei militari Siciliani in quelle ore tetre e buie della nostra recente storia.
Una curiosità, ogni anno in occasione della processione vengono distribuite alla popolazione delle pagnotte a forma di frecce (a ricordare il 1° martirio del Santo Bimartire), quest'anno il sacerdote Padre Di Bella ha espresso il desiderio di non dare quelle fattezze al pane poichè portatrici in sè di un segno di violenza, quindi i pani hanno avuto la forma a "cuddura" (a ciambella), analogamente a quanto avviene per la festa di San Leonardo, festeggiato nell'altra frazione di Mongiuffi, dirimpettaia di Melia (entrambi i borghi formano il comune siculo di Mongiuffi Melia).
Consequence of employing goats for purposes of wildfire prevention, they leave the land barren, invasive species inevitably take root.
Truth or Consequences ( T or C ) Municipal Schools Bluebird Bus and Chevrolet HD service truck
T or C is the county seat of Sierra County NM
Bristol Omnibus Co's three Leyland-engined Bristol FLF Lodekkas were the first made for any operator. It did not subsequently become a numerous type. The new engine option was a consequence of the absorption of Bristol Commercial Vehicles into the Leyland empire. Eventually ...twenty years later... it was to prove the kiss of death. The first of Bristol's three FLF6Ls went to the "country" fleet and was always allocated to Bath: the remaining two became part of the Bristol "city" fleet and were placed at Winterstoke Road. In February 1977 both became part of the Traffic Pool and went to Muller Road depot.
I seem to remember that both the city examples were withdrawn and then hurriedly reinstated to plug gaps caused by vehicle and spares shortages. Note that the bus has no fleetname or advertising. From the little square "puncture repair" in the centre of the front dome, I would guess that two-way radio equipment had been salvaged. The bus is seen at the 73 terminus at Church Road, Filton (always "Filton church"), on Wednesday 24th May 1978. The bus served out another year and was finally withdrawn on 31st May 1979.