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Blue and white dashed lines are railroads. Blue dots are schools.

 

(From Library of Congress Geography and Map Reading Room)

A wet day in Beaumaris. Heading to Castle Street, we stopped off at the Old Courthouse Museum to get out of the rain.

  

Victoria Cottage on Victoria Terrace in Beaumaris. It's a Bed & Breakfast now.

 

Grade II Listed Building.

 

Victoria Cottage

  

History

 

Built within the date range 1835-48 by Thomas Ashurst, erstwhile governor of Beaumaris Gaol, who lived at the adjoining No 10 Victoria Terrace.

 

Exterior

 

A 2½-storey 5-bay house, of which the 5th bay is set back, of pebble-dashed walls over a painted stone plinth, a roof of old large slates and with 3 pebble-dashed stacks. The main openings are offset to the L. The doorway in the 2nd bay has a fielded-panel door and overlight incorporating a diamond pane. In the lower storey are 4-pane horned sash windows. In the upper storey are hornless 4-pane sashes, of which the L and R are in added oriel windows, and 2nd bay is blind. The bay set back at the R end has a 12-pane hornless sash window in the upper storey, and boarded door in a splayed, coped wall below. The return of the 4th bay has a small-pane attic window.

 

In the R gable end is a 6-pane horned sash window in the lower storey, and 2-light small-pane attic casement window. The L gable end has a small-pane attic window to the R of centre, and abuts an extension at the rear of Victoria Terrace. Against the rear are stone steps to the rear of Victoria Terrace.

 

Interior

 

Not inspected.

 

Reasons for Listing

 

Listed for its special architectural interest as a well-preserved C19 house of definite quality and character, and for group value with Victoria Terrace.

  

Signs

 

Isle of Anglesey Tourism Association Member

By eminent architect Robert Rowand Anderson (Edinburgh), 1887. Scots 17th century style community hall. Crowstepped gables throughout. Harled with pebble dashed section to S. Ashlar surrounds to openings, stacks, quoins and eaves course. Pedimented ground floor window to left, breaking eaves; Earl of Elgin's Coronet and initials 'M L E' (Mary Louise, Countess of Elgin) in tympanum. Gable wall to right with tripartite window; above central window in tympanum inscribed; 'THE QUEENS HALL'. Window lintels inscribed; 'ERECTED IN THE JUBILEE YEAR OF QUEEN VICTORIA'. Ashlar chamfered corner to right; inset panel with Elgin coat of arms. Pitched roofs currently being restored.

 

The Earl of Elgin exploited the nearby deposits of coal and limestone to create accommodation for the workers. The Earls of Elgin were clearly interested in the welfare of their employees; this is evident by the way in which the houses were grouped around a village green, each with a garden and the inclusion of the school and addition of The Queen's Hall to the village. The planned village has survived well and its importance is enhanced by the retention of its associated structures including The Queen's Hall, shop, limekilns and harbour.

 

Built to commemorate Queen Victoria's Golden Jubilee, The Queen's Hall was gifted by the Dowager Countess of Elgin to the village. It had a hall, reading room, library and bowling green. Although the library was discontinued circa 1980, The Queen's Hall and bowling green continue to be used for their original purpose.

A week ago, on 25 October 2018, I dashed down to a place that I had been curious about for the last few years. Every time I drove the highway, I would pass a sign that said Kayben Farms. My daughter had posted photos from a visit there with friends a while ago and there were a few things that I wanted to see sometime. A spur-of-the-moment visit gave me the chance to do so. Actually, I suspect it may also have been a delaying tactic for all the endless things that I knew I should be seeing to.

 

There were a few sheds/barns scattered around the grounds. Most were a pretty basic, simple shape and not old. However, I loved one little barn and absolutely loved the wonderfully bright and colourful door of two other buildings. The one barn had an assortment of ducks, chickens, pigs - and a rabbit that I only noticed when I was editing this image. There were several different kinds of domestic duck and two in particular caught my eye. A female domestic Turkey had two babies, one black and the other was a tan colour, and what a good mother she was.

 

Wandering near the corn maze - now closed till next year - I came across a dead Sunflower hanging its head. One of my favourite things to photograph, at any stage of their life. As for a corn maze, nothing would make me enter .... nothing, unless the corn plants were no higher than my waist and if I was with someone who has an excellent sense of direction!

 

Various pieces of old farm equipment dotted the area. I always enjoy coming across such things on any of my travels.

 

In a nearby area, there was a variety of farm animals, including a large Pot-bellied (?) Pig that was fast asleep and snoring loudly, and horses, sheep and goats were entertaining. All made for a very pleasant visit, just in time before the farm closed to the public for the winter season.

 

A little pre-viz work for the chase sequence, playing with tire marks, smoke and atmosphere. Two custom Mustangs in a heated chase, working from a plate shot on vacation.

winter came back hard today. no bueno.

kinda dashed the evening plans.

 

the upswing is i finally get to use this fantastic crocheted scarflette that I picked up at the DIY fair in Ferndale. Its super warm and soft and awesome.

 

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[T]wo enemy transport vessels under escort of two light naval vessels ... were attacked and sunk. None of the Japanese ships suffered any damage': so ran a Japanese report of a naval engagement which took place 500 kilometres off the south coast of Java on 4 March 1942. This rather sparse entry in a Japanese log relates to the fate of the Grimsby class sloop, HMAS Yarra, and the small convoy she was ordered to escort to Australia after the collapse of Allied resistance in Singapore. The first week of March 1942 was disastrous for the British and Australian navies, with the loss of over twenty ships. When we remember the fierce naval battles of late 1941 and 1942, the story of HMAS Yarra is often lost against the destruction of the British capital ships Prince of Wales and Repulse and Australia's Perth, Sydney and Vampire. Here we remember Yarra's short but dramatic history in Australia's Second World War.

 

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Grimsby class sloop, HMAS Yarra II, sunk by Japanese naval forces on 4 March 1942. Photograph taken while on operations in the Persian Gulf, August 1941.

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Commissioned in 1936, the lightly armed sloop of 1,080 tons was commanded by Lieutenant Commander W. H. Harrington. Yarra spent the early part of war in Australian waters. But in August 1940 she left for the Middle East where she undertook patrol and escort duties. The following year Yarra escorted a convoy from Bombay to the Persian Gulf and took part in campaigns against Iraq and Iran. While in the Mediterranean as part of the Red Sea Force the Yarra was subject to high-level bombing from Italian aircraft. The bombing proved ineffective and after months of anticipation the sudden excitement bolstered the crews' spirits. Harrington remarked:

  

The morale of the ship's company is very high, due partly to their interest being maintained by the fairly frequent opportunity of firing the guns ... I fear that some do not land even when they could do so in case they should miss an air raid.

 

The novelty of battle did not last. While escorting convoys from Alexandria to beleaguered forces at Tobruk, Yarra encountered the more experienced Luftwaffe. On 7 December 1941, 35 aircraft including dive-bombers launched a fierce attack. Although Yarra escaped with minor damage, the deadly intensity of the war was brought home to the crew. Only a week earlier HMAS Parramatta lost 138 of her crew after being torpedoed and sunk by a U-boat while on the Alexandria-Tobruk run.

 

With the outbreak of war with Japan, hostilities drew close to Australian waters. On 9 December Yarra sailed for duties in the Java Sea, in what was known as the ABDA area - the combined Australian, British, Dutch and American theatre in south-east Asia. Here she carried out escort and patrol duties and on 5 February, while under attack, rescued 1800 men off the burning troopship Empress of Asia. Harrington commended his crew on their performance, but singled out Acting Leading Seaman Ronald 'Buck' Taylor, for special mention. Taylor, he wrote, deserved commendation because 'on this occasion, as on many others, he controlled his gun with judgement and determination. The rating's keenness and courage are a good example to all those in his vicinity'. Following the rescue, 36-year-old Lieutenant Commander Robert W. Rankin took over as captain, replacing Harrington whom went on to achieve the rank of Vice Admiral and later Chief of Naval Staff (1962-65).

 

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Lieutenant Commander Robert William Rankin RAN, lost in the sinking of HMAS Yarra on 4 March 1942.

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Japanese success in the Battle of the Java Sea on 27 February dashed any lingering hope that allied forces might stop the invasion of Java. Allied command ordered all remaining British auxiliary craft to leave Batavia. A flotilla of Australian corvettes made the hazardous journey home. By 10 March, HMAS Ballarat, Bendigo, Burnie, Goulburn, Maryborough, Toowoomba, Wollongong were safely moored in Fremantle Harbour. The Yarra would not be so fortunate.

 

On 2 March Yarra and the Indian sloop HMIS Jumna escorted a convoy to Tjilatjap on Java's south coast. But prowling Japanese forces made the harbour too dangerous to enter. Instead, Jumna was ordered to Colombo; Yarra was ordered to escort the depot ship Anking, the tanker Francol and the motor minesweeper MMS 51 on a longer and more perilous journey to Fremantle. There was not time to lose. Steaming steadily south-east at an economical speed of 8.5 knots, the Yarra and her convoy made good progress during the night of 2-3 March. In the morning she came across survivors from two lifeboats from the Dutch merchant ship Parigi - sunk two days earlier - and took them aboard. During the day there was little sign of the enemy, save for the distant appearance of reconnaissance aircraft in the evening.

 

The 'glorious sunrise' of 4 March soon revealed the topmasts of a squadron of Japanese heavy cruisers steaming in from the north-east. Led by Admiral Kondo, the squadron consisted of Atago, Takao and Maya, each armed with ten 8-inch guns, and two destroyers, Arashi and Nowaki. As G. Hermon Gill, official historian of the RAN in the Second World War, put it: 'Yarra's clanging alarm rattles struck a chill to the hearts of men who were hoping to be in Australia within four days'. Rankin immediately made a sighting report, ordered the other ships to scatter and laid smoke in a vain attempt to aid the escape of his convoy. He then turned Yarra and prepared to engage.

 

Yarra's guns, consisting of three 4-inch anti-aircraft guns, four 3-pounder guns, a quadruple .5-inch anti aircraft machine-gun, were no match for three of the most powerful ships in the Japanese fleet. Outgunned and out-ranged, no ship could escape the attack. The cruisers opened fire while remaining outside Yarra's range. Anking sank in less than 10 minutes with the loss of one officer and 25 ratings. The crew of MMS.51 took scuttling action and abandoned ship before close range pom-pom fire finally sent the vessel to the bottom. Francol took heavy punishment from a circling destroyer and remained afloat until 7.30am, almost one hour after the first attack. Yarra continued firing, despite listing heavily to port and drifting helplessly after shells destroyed the engine room and steering. Just minutes after Rankin gave the order to abandon ship he was killed when an 8-inch salvo destroyed the bridge. Blasted beyond recognition by constant shelling and bombing from the cruiser's aircraft, Yarra finally sank at 8.00am following a barrage of close-range fire from the destroyers. In a final act of defiance, Ronald Taylor ignored Rankin's final command, manned a 4-inch mount, and continued firing as the ship sank.

 

Survivors of HMS Stronghold, sunk two days earlier, looked on from the cruiser Maya. One man reported:

  

The Yarra was the only ship left afloat ... The two destroyers were circling Yarra which appeared to be stationary, and were pouring fire into her. She was still firing back as we could see odd gun flashes ... The last we saw of Yarra was a high column of smoke, but we were vividly impressed by her fight.

 

Perhaps the gun flashes they saw came from Taylor, still operating the only functional gun. The scene must have been even more poignant for Yarra's 34 survivors (from a complement of 151), who watched her last moments from two Carley floats. As the Japanese made off to the northeast a destroyer paused to collect one of two boats of survivors from Francol, but left more that 100 men scattered widely over the area. The other group of men was never heard of again.

 

That evening, in fading light, a passing Dutch vessel, Tawali, rescued 57 officers and ratings from Anking's life-boat, but failed to sight the other floats. Two days later on 7 March, a passing Dutch steamer Tjimanoek picked up the 14 survivors from MMS 51 and took them to Fremantle. Meanwhile, the men of the Yarra faired much worse. With just 9 litres of water and a tin of biscuits to share, the men set a course for Christmas Island, some 500 kilometres away. Of the 34 who survived attack, 21 perished on the rafts from wounds, exposure and thirst. Survivor Bill Witheriff recalled the experience: 'During those five days all except thirteen of us went either mad, died of exhaustion or [the] sharks had a meal ... .Poor old Charlie just couldn't take it and after three days went silly through drinking salt water and finally jumped over the side'.

 

On 9 March, the Dutch submarine KII, on her way to Ceylon, picked up the sloop's 13 survivors. Australia waited another two weeks before learning if there were any survivors from Yarra, when Admiral Geoffrey Layton of the Royal Navy signalled news of KII's arrival in Colombo. Writing to his family, Witheriff told of the excitement surrounding their arrival:

  

On arrival at Colombo we were local heroes and so we were well looked after by the authorities who could not do enough for us and after particulars being taken and cables forwarded to you we were sent to the Australian General Hospital to be looked after ... Here we found many friends, and nurses looked after us and waited on us ... and so you can see we are quite contented where we are and really don't want to leave.'

 

From the moment the crew of HMAS Yarra saw Admiral Kondo's squadron they must have known their ship was doomed. Rankin, all his officers, and most of his crew died defending the convoy they had been ordered to escort. Rankin had few options, but his decision to engage and not attempt to escape or surrender is widely regarded as one of the bravest acts in Australian naval history.

 

The loss of HMAS Yarra and her convey was certainly not the greatest loss suffered by the RAN during the Second World War, nor was it of great strategic significance. But for the RAN and the Australian public, the dramatic loss of Yarra confirmed the growing perception of the Japanese as a formidable and ruthless enemy. At that moment, Australia seemed more vulnerable and exposed than it did at any other time in the war. Like the bombing of northern Australia, the sinking of HMAS Yarra was one of many events in early 1942 that helped dispel the illusion of Australia's inviolability.

 

Sources and further reading:

 

[1] Chris Coulthard-Clark, The encyclopaedia of Australia's battles, Sydney, Allen & Unwin, 2001.

[2] Peter Dennis et al., The Oxford companion to Australian military history, Oxford University Press, Melbourne, 1995.

[3] G. Hermon Gill, Royal Australian Navy 1939-1942, Canberra, Australian War Memorial, 1957.

[4] A.F. Parry, HMAS Yarra: the story of a gallant ship, Sydney, Angus & Robertson, 1944.

[5] Greg Swindon, "Their Finest Hour": the story of Leading Seaman Ron Taylor and the loss of HMAS Yarra, 4 March 1942, Naval Historical Society of Australia, 1996.

 

Some dream were fulfilled while others were dashed in various competitions at the 33rd annual Bed Races on Thursday, Oct. 10, at Maverick Stadium.

The bluebells are about a month later than usual this year and do seem a bit drawn and straggly as a result because the trees are in fuller leaf.

 

Nevertheless, the sun came out briefly this afternoon so I dashed to the nearest patch of woodland to see what I could find.

 

Yes, I've fiddled about with the saturation a bit and softened the focus. Can't resist meddling ...

 

All hopes of not having people on the rickety suspended bridge were soon dashed to the ground when a large family came on. One of the wisecracks in the family started shaking the bridge deliberately to show how rickety it was- someone stopped him fortunately. You can see that that the road level is slightly above, and one has to descend a few steps to get onto this bridge. You can see the road level directly above the head of the guy wearing a green t-shirt at the far end. (Sheki, Azerbaijan, Sept. 2017)

6496. When the Australian National Maritime Museum asked for the name of this unidentified capital ship shown on their Flickr Photostream, there could only have been one of two possible answers: HMS NEW ZEALAND or HMAS AUSTRALIA [I], the only two Indefatigable Class battlecruisers [which this is] ever to pass through Sydney Heads.

 

Knowing this, as it happens, the Kookaburra immediately dashed forward and blurted out the wrong answer: HMAS AUSTRALIA, he said - June 1920, and wearing the Union Jack at her flagstaff and mainmast because she is carrying the Prince of Wales.

 

True. You can read this somewhere over on the ANMM photostream somewhere right now.

What absolute trash. Total nonsense.

 

Since we are among friends here, we feel, may we tell you that the Kookaburra sometimes teeters on the edge of the certifiable. It runs in the family, you can tell by their laughter - but this is as close to outright losing his marbles as he has recently got.

 

What we have here is the battlecruiser HMS NEW ZEALAND, of course, and correctly wearing the Union Jack, plus a full admiral's flag on her foremast because she has brought Admiral Lord Admiral John Jellicoe and Lady Jellicoe to Australia as part of Amiral Jellicoe's world tour aimed at reporting to the Admiralty on the future of the Dominion Navies [note temporary accommodation on the maindeck abaft the bridge superstructure. .

 

It is July 1919, probably the first week or so of that month, because astern of them is the J Class submarine J5 alongside the cruiser HMAS BRISBANE [I], which had towed J5 all the way to Australia from the Red Sea, where the boat's engine had broken down.

 

The rest of the J Class submarine flotilla is still plugging along somewhere in northern Australian waters with cruiser HMAS SYDNEY [I] and the depot ship HMAS PLATYPUS as their escorts. They will arrive in Sydney on July 15, more than two weeks behind J5 and BRISBANE who got well ahead for some reason.

 

Over on the right of the picture here is the old cruiser HMAS ENCOUNTER.

 

Well, while temporarily sane, we feel, we'd better pop over and fix things up on the ANMM website shortly. The Prince of Wales. Prince Edward, didn't travel around Australia on HMAS AUSTRALIA in 1920, by the way. He came on HMS RENOWN.

 

Photo: Australian National Maritime Museum, it is out of copyright, and appears on the ANMM's Flickr Photostream, which can be seen here:

 

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pebbles taking shelter in sea defences at Climping

I escaped from work on Saturday morning and dashed across to Healey House to try and Catch John Myers four motors on their way to join the Meltham War Weekend parade. I got there with a minute to spare, unfortunately, as on a previous occasion, it was difficult to catch the old motors without modern ones stuck between or behind the slow moving wagons. Having got what I could I drove in to Meltham and wandered around taking photos until the parade at 12.30. I ended up staying until 3.00-still in my filthy work clothes. The original plan was to go home and change but I'd got myself a handy parking place and due to my dodgy ankle not lending itself to walking far I decided to stay put. It was very dull until around 1.00 and then someone switched the sun on and it was a glorious afternoon. It certainly seemed to be very busy, it deserved to be as there was an awful lot going on, obviously a lot of hard work behind it so well done to the organisers. I took around 300 shots and I will upload in batches as I have time, at the time of writing (Fri) they are all edited.

More algae bubbles, an older shot, this is what inspired me to explore algae a little further. I love the dashed lines in the bubbles, reminds me of morse code and DNA like stuff.

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Taken on our last stop in the Hudson Valley, at the Hudson Whiskey Distillery. I brought home a bottle of the second one from the right, but never actually got a taste of it. Sadly, the bottle slipped from my hands and shattered on the tile at my feet as I attempted to remove the wax seal. Let's just say, the thought crossed my mind that it wouldn't be wrong of me to ring out my sock for a least one drink. Good thing Stacy was around to keep me in check.

One from last year. We quickly dashed up the Bealach na Ba in hope of some crazy light and we weren't disappointed. We couldn't stand for long as it was sub-zero temperatures and the rain/sleet showers were like needles.

Development consultant on Algeria, civil society empowerment expert Mohamed Lamine Aissani shares his remarks during "Algeria and Sudan: New Waves of Democratic Change or Dashed Dreams?"

 

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Ezzaddean Elsafi

Program Officer, Economic Advancement Program at the Open Society Foundations MENA Program, expert on development and peace building in Sudan

 

Sarra Majdoub

Political scientist and independent researcher working on Sudan

 

Amine Ghali (moderator)

Director of Al Kawakibi Democracy Transition Center (KADEM) working on issues of democracy, reform and transition in the Arab region

 

Belkacem Boukherouf

University lecturer and researcher at the University of Tizi Ouzou and human rights activist

 

Mohamed Lamine Aissani

Development consultant on Algeria, civil society empowerment expert and former capacity building coordinator for Amnesty International Middle East & North Africa

  

June 19, 2019

Majestic Hotel

Tunis, Tunisia

 

Photo credit: Aly Bouzwida/Project on Middle East Democracy

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I'd just got off this train and dashed up onto the footbridge to get a shot as it pulled away towards Achnashellach and Strathcarron.

Heard this starting up so dashed to the fence for it to come round the corner. Departing to Naples and a good frame.

I was only in NYC for 14 hours..... 5 hours of which I was asleep...... but  then zapped around like crazy seeing some of my ol\' mates..... Getting stuff done...... fixing up jobs(isn\'t matt supposed to do this?)...... it was a fantastically efficient pretty fun trip.

 

I only reached my apartment at 5AM after the train trip from hell...... so I had a quick kip till 10AM........ Then I dashed out to [B&H](http://www.bhphotovideo.com/) to get some kit I needed....... [B&H](http://www.bhphotovideo.com/) has got to be the top camera store in the world.....  I love it....... it has everything........  its like a toy-store for photographers

 

Then I dashed down to [Phototech](http://www.phototech.com/) in Union Sq....... in the taxi on the way...... I talk to my [lawyer](http://www.bobbattlelaw.com/) who is attempting to defend me against charges of having committed the heinous crime of driving a car in Virginia without owning a semi-automatic assault rifle.

 

I got my cameras cleaned by  [Phototech](http://www.phototech.com/) they are good guys round there none of this \'leave your gear with us\' for weeks....... Normally I like to drop the gear there get some breakfast...... pick up the kit...... then roll to the airport  with sparkling clean gear......  today I had a fun lunch with [Amin](http://www.amintorres.com/blog/index.php) and [Candice](http://www.candicehoeflinger.com/labatata/index.php) while  [Phototech](http://www.phototech.com/) worked their cleaning magic.

 

Then I rolled down to Spring St to have a quick coffee with JE ....... to talk about some fantastic work we a doing in Brazil and Germany...... we met up in [Smoke & Mirrors](http://www.smoke-mirrors.com/smweb/) they are a great operation too....... very cool and generous of spirit they also do really mega impressive work. Then we went over to [Balthazar](http://www.balthazarny.com/)....... I like [Balthazar](http://www.balthazarny.com/) it\'s the first place I ever ate at in NYC on my very first night in the city..... I still like it.

 

Then i rolled up town to Garstang19 mega advertising for more info on a shoot ........ I got to say hi to all the old crew in there....... I haven\'t been in there for ages.......  so that was fun.

 

Then I roll to a bar in Grand Central have a beer with an old mate........ and talk to another art director based in ATL on a conference call about a different impending shoot..... I have all the lay outs on my computer and visuals so this is a very useful and productive chat.....

 

Im rolling back to my place by taxi........ then I suddenly see [50cent](http://www.50cent.com/)Â with people gathered around him....... or at least I think I did........ we burn on past........

 

I stuff a few things in bags then grab another cab to the airport......... Im on the plane now ...... flying down to the big ATL weirdly sitting next to another Brit who works in advertising out of NYC...... Â Hopefully Matt is gonna meet me off the plane at midnight.............

 

All in all......That was a pretty efficient, fun trip to NYC.......

 

I wonder if that was Fitty.......... Apparently he has a new Xbox game coming out....... [Blood on the Sand](http://www.50bloodonthesand.com/us/) all announced today..........

 

Anyway here is an image I made a while ago for German [Focus Magazine](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Focus_(German_magazine)) of [50cent](http://www.50cent.com/) ............ this definitely is [Fitty](http://www.50cent.com/)

At the interval this morning, I dashed into the church itself. It is very spacious and elegant. This is one corner high up above the gallery. The interval was not long enough ...

Blue and white dashed lines are railroads. Blue dots are schools.

 

(From Library of Congress Geography and Map Reading Room)

Three MANs rolled past our yard so I dashed up to have a look. In previous years one of the wagons delivering into this field ended up well bogged and nearly on its side. One of the three was in the wrong place so only two tipped. The one that left was the only one that was badged I think, a 35 400

Martello Tower AA became a private dwelling in 1981, it was pebble dashed, an external wooden staircase added and a small circular sun room was constructed on top, the interior also had a conversion but managed to keep the original features where possible.

 

Martello Towers are about 40ft in height with walls about 8ft thick, in some Towers the rooms were not built in the centre, but more to the landside, leaving the walls thicker on seaward side, these were vulnerable to attack from Cannon fire, attack on the landside was thought very unlikely. Entry was by ladder to a door about 10ft from the base above which was a 'Machicolated Platform' (slotted) which allowed for downward fire on Attackers. The flat roof or terreplein had a high parapet and a raised platform in the centre with a pivot (sometimes a converted Cannon) for a Cannon that would traverse a 360° arc. (Some towers were designed to carry more than one Cannon, with each having a more limited arc of fire) the walls had narrow slits for Defensive Musket fire.

The interior of a classic British Martello Tower consisted of two storeys (sometimes with an additional basement) The ground floor served as the Magazine and Storerooms, where Ammunition, water, stores and provisions were kept. The Garrison of 24 Men and one Officer lived in the Casemate on the first floor, which was divided into several rooms and had fireplaces built into the walls for cooking and heating. The Officer and Men lived in separate rooms of almost equal size. A well or cistern within the fort supplied the Garrison with water, an internal drainage system linked to the roof enabled rainwater to refill the cistern.

Some dream were fulfilled while others were dashed in various competitions at the 33rd annual Bed Races on Thursday, Oct. 10, at Maverick Stadium.

I dashed around to the south end of Stonegate to capture the procession as they emerged into St Helen's Square and grabbed some shots in the melee.

I was hanging out the washing when I spotted this chap on a dead fritillary leaf.

Dashed doors grabbed theCanon G9 and only managed this shot before it flew off.

 

Have no idea what it is so can anyone offer a polite suggestion?

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It had a brown back with a white mark on a wing.

 

Sorry nothing more to add it was gone all too soon.

Just before the Boer War, General Sir Redvers Buller was dispatched to South Africa as Commander in Chief of all British forces there. On arrival, he found chaos, and he took it upon himself to relieve an already besieged British force in Ladysmith, in Natal.

 

Colenso was on the route to Ladysmith, and the Battle of Colenso took place on 15 December 1899. The part that concerns us involved two Royal Field Artillery batteries, the 14th (82516 Gunner Albert Clarke's unit) and the 66th, both under the command of Colonel Long.

 

For his own reasons, Long dashed forward ahead of the infantry brigades and unlimbered his guns within a thousand yards of the enemy’s trenches. From this position he opened fire upon Fort Wylie (the centre of that portion of the Boer position which faced him).

 

Long's action is a classic example of the helplessness of artillery against modern rifle fire. A blizzard of lead broke over the two doomed batteries. The teams fell in heaps, some dead, some mutilated, and mutilating others in their frantic struggles. One driver, crazed with horror, sprang on a leader, cut the traces and tore madly off the field.

 

But perfect discipline reigned among the vast majority of the gunners, and the words of command and the laying and working of the guns were all methodical. Not only was there a most deadly rifle fire, partly from the lines in front and partly from the village of Colenso upon their left flank, but the Boer automatic quick-firers found the range to a nicety, and the little shells were crackling and banging continually over the batteries. (The resultant shrapnel must have been dreadful.)

 

Already every gun had its litter of dead around it, but each was still fringed by its own group of furious officers and sweating desperate gunners. Poor Long was down, with a bullet through his arm and another through his liver. ‘Abandon be damned! We don’t abandon guns!’ was his last cry as they dragged him into the shelter of a little donga hard by. Captain Goldie dropped dead. So did Lieutenant Schreiber. Colonel Hunt fell, shot in two places. Officers and men were falling fast. The guns could not be worked, and yet they could not be removed, for every effort to bring up teams from the shelter where the limbers lay ended in the death of the horses.

 

The survivors took refuge from the murderous fire in that small hollow to which Long had been carried, a hundred yards or so from the line of bullet-splashed cannon. One gun on the right was still served by four men who refused to leave it. They seemed to bear charmed lives, these four, as they strained and wrestled with their beloved 15-pounder amid the spurting sand and the blue wreaths of the bursting shells. Then one gasped and fell against the trail, and his comrade sank beside the wheel with his chin upon his breast. The third threw up his hands and pitched forward upon his face; while the survivor, a grim powder-stained figure, stood at attention looking death in the eyes until he too was struck down.

 

For two hours the little knot of heart-sick humiliated officers and men lay in the precarious shelter of the donga and looked out at the bullet-swept plain and the line of silent guns. Many of them were wounded. Their chief lay among them, still calling out in his delirium for his guns. They had been joined by the gallant Baptie, a brave surgeon, who rode across to the donga amid a murderous fire, and did what he could for the injured men. Now and then a rush was made into the open, sometimes in the hope of firing another round, sometimes to bring a wounded comrade in from the pitiless pelt of the bullets. How fearful was that lead-storm may be gathered from the fact that one gunner was found with sixty-four wounds in his body. Several men dropped in these sorties, and the disheartened survivors settled down once more in the donga.

 

The hope to which they clung was that their guns were not really lost, but that the arrival of infantry would enable them to work them once more. Infantry did at last arrive, but in such small numbers that it made the situation more difficult instead of easing it. Colonel Bullock had brought up two companies of the Devons to join the two companies (A and B) of Scots Fusiliers who had been the original escort of the guns, but such a handful could not turn the tide. They also took refuge in the donga, and waited for better times.

 

In the meanwhile the attention of Generals Buller and Clery had been called to the desperate position of the guns, and they had made their way to that further nullah in the rear where the remaining limber horses and drivers were. This was some distance behind that other donga in which Long, Bullock, and their Devons and gunners were crouching. ‘Will any of you volunteer to save the guns?’ cried Buller. Corporal Nurse, Gunner Young, and a few others responded. The desperate venture was led by three aides-de-camp of the Generals, Congreve, Schofield, and Roberts, the only son of the famous soldier. Two gun teams were taken down; the horses galloping frantically through an infernal fire, and each team succeeded in getting back with a gun. But the loss was fearful. Roberts was mortally wounded. Congreve has left an account which shows what a modern rifle fire at a thousand yards is like. ‘My first bullet went through my left sleeve and made the joint of my elbow bleed, next a clod of earth caught me smack on the right arm, then my horse got one, then my right leg one, then my horse another, and that settled us.’ He managed to crawl to the group of castaways in the donga. Roberts insisted on being left where he fell, for fear he should hamper the others.

 

In the meanwhile Captain Reed, of the 7th Battery, had arrived with two spare teams of horses, and another determined effort was made under his leadership to save some of the guns. But the fire was too murderous. Two-thirds of his horses and half his men, including himself, were struck down, and General Buller commanded that all further attempts to reach the abandoned batteries should be given up. Both he and General Clery had been slightly wounded, and there were many operations over the whole field of action to engage their attention. But making every allowance for the pressure of many duties and for the confusion and turmoil of a great action, it does seem one of the most inexplicable incidents in British military history that the guns should ever have been permitted to fall into the hands of the enemy. It is evident that if our gunners could not live under the fire of the enemy it would be equally impossible for the enemy to remove the guns under a fire from a couple of battalions of our infantry. There were many regiments which had hardly been engaged, and which could have been advanced for such a purpose. The men of the Mounted Infantry actually volunteered for this work, and none could have been more capable of carrying it out. There was plenty of time also, for the guns were abandoned about eleven and the Boers did not venture to seize them until four. Not only could the guns have been saved, but they might, one would think, have been transformed into an excellent bait for a trap to tempt the Boers out of their trenches. It must have been with fear and trembling that Cherry Emmett and his men first approached them, for how could they believe that such incredible good fortune had come to them? However, the fact, humiliating and inexplicable, is that the guns were so left, that the whole force was withdrawn, and that not only the ten cannon, but also the handful of Devons, with their Colonel, and the Fusiliers were taken prisoners in the donga which had sheltered them all day.

 

During the afternoon, the British fell back to their camp, leaving ten guns, many wounded gunners and some of Hildyard's men behind to be captured during the night. Although Buller had committed few of his reserves, he reasoned that a full day under a boiling sun would have sapped their morale and strength. Lyttelton committed some of his troops to help Hart's brigade withdraw, but the cautious Major General Barton refused to support Dundonald's or Hildyard's hard-pressed troops.

 

Buller's army lost 143 killed, 756 wounded (including Gunner Clarke) and 220 captured. Boer casualties were estimated at 50.

 

Largely from jimmorgan.wordpress.com

Dashed to the Chapel of the Holy Ghost in Basingstoke as soon as I got home from work as the sun going down was making everything have a lovely golden glow.

 

I love the colours of autumn, which look even better with a lovely sunset..

 

White Balance is set to "Daylight" which I think enhanced the warm tones in the leaves.

 

Taken with Canon 50d & Canon EF - 70 mm - 300 mm - f/4.5-5.6 DO IS USM Lens.

Written right to left, starting from dashed baseline. Slanted against reading direction. (Actually order wasn't strictly rtl, but could be.) I think meanings could be inferred from the overlaps between intersecting bits.

Snow always looks best On Black

 

Gentle snow falling, so I dashed into the garden and snapped everything in sight with little dollop of snow.

I was only in NYC for 14 hours..... 5 hours of which I was asleep...... but  then zapped around like crazy seeing some of my ol\' mates..... Getting stuff done...... fixing up jobs(isn\'t matt supposed to do this?)...... it was a fantastically efficient pretty fun trip.

 

I only reached my apartment at 5AM after the train trip from hell...... so I had a quick kip till 10AM........ Then I dashed out to [B&H](http://www.bhphotovideo.com/) to get some kit I needed....... [B&H](http://www.bhphotovideo.com/) has got to be the top camera store in the world.....  I love it....... it has everything........  its like a toy-store for photographers

 

Then I dashed down to [Phototech](http://www.phototech.com/) in Union Sq....... in the taxi on the way...... I talk to my [lawyer](http://www.bobbattlelaw.com/) who is attempting to defend me against charges of having committed the heinous crime of driving a car in Virginia without owning a semi-automatic assault rifle.

 

I got my cameras cleaned by  [Phototech](http://www.phototech.com/) they are good guys round there none of this \'leave your gear with us\' for weeks....... Normally I like to drop the gear there get some breakfast...... pick up the kit...... then roll to the airport  with sparkling clean gear......  today I had a fun lunch with [Amin](http://www.amintorres.com/blog/index.php) and [Candice](http://www.candicehoeflinger.com/labatata/index.php) while  [Phototech](http://www.phototech.com/) worked their cleaning magic.

 

Then I rolled down to Spring St to have a quick coffee with JE ....... to talk about some fantastic work we a doing in Brazil and Germany...... we met up in [Smoke & Mirrors](http://www.smoke-mirrors.com/smweb/) they are a great operation too....... very cool and generous of spirit they also do really mega impressive work. Then we went over to [Balthazar](http://www.balthazarny.com/)....... I like [Balthazar](http://www.balthazarny.com/) it\'s the first place I ever ate at in NYC on my very first night in the city..... I still like it.

 

Then i rolled up town to Garstang19 mega advertising for more info on a shoot ........ I got to say hi to all the old crew in there....... I haven\'t been in there for ages.......  so that was fun.

 

Then I roll to a bar in Grand Central have a beer with an old mate........ and talk to another art director based in ATL on a conference call about a different impending shoot..... I have all the lay outs on my computer and visuals so this is a very useful and productive chat.....

 

Im rolling back to my place by taxi........ then I suddenly see [50cent](http://www.50cent.com/)Â with people gathered around him....... or at least I think I did........ we burn on past........

 

I stuff a few things in bags then grab another cab to the airport......... Im on the plane now ...... flying down to the big ATL weirdly sitting next to another Brit who works in advertising out of NYC...... Â Hopefully Matt is gonna meet me off the plane at midnight.............

 

All in all......That was a pretty efficient, fun trip to NYC.......

 

I wonder if that was Fitty.......... Apparently he has a new Xbox game coming out....... [Blood on the Sand](http://www.50bloodonthesand.com/us/) all announced today..........

 

Anyway here is an image I made a while ago for German [Focus Magazine](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Focus_(German_magazine)) of [50cent](http://www.50cent.com/) ............ this definitely is [Fitty](http://www.50cent.com/)

I dashed around to the south end of Stonegate to capture the procession as they emerged into St Helen's Square and grabbed some shots in the melee.

The third thunderstorm of the afternoon hit just as we had finished grilling burgers. We dashed into the camper to finish eating dinner, but then one of my kids uttered that wonderful phrase "Hey look, a rainbow!"

Not just any rainbow, it was a complete horizon-to-horizon double rainbow, and the brightest one I've ever seen in my life. I snapped a bunch of frames, and none of them really do justice to what we saw that evening. The upper arch was fading a bit by the time I shot this 3-frame pano, but you can still see it clearly on the left side. The lower one stayed clear and bright for quite a long time.

 

This was one of about 3 times during our trip that I wished for a lens wider than my 18-55 zoom. I'll be saving my pennies for a while before buying any more lenses though.

Stitched in Hugin, post-proc in GIMP.

I dashed around to the south end of Stonegate to capture the procession as they emerged into St Helen's Square and grabbed some shots in the melee.

 

Not sure if these aren't the Anglo-Saxons, defending their city from the Norsemen.

Some dream were fulfilled while others were dashed in various competitions at the 33rd annual Bed Races on Thursday, Oct. 10, at Maverick Stadium.

A view from the train running from Domodedovo airport to the Moscow citycenter.

Moscow apartment buildings have no space to park a car, so Russians rent corrugated steel garageboxes in large complexes, often gated and supervised. This one had an elevated guardhouse to overview the carpark.

Some dream were fulfilled while others were dashed in various competitions at the 33rd annual Bed Races on Thursday, Oct. 10, at Maverick Stadium.

Ezzaddea Elsafi, program officer of the economic advancement program at the Open Society Foundations MENA Program, offers remarks during "Algeria and Sudan: New Waves of Democratic Change or Dashed Dreams?"

 

Panelists:

 

Ezzaddean Elsafi

Program Officer, Economic Advancement Program at the Open Society Foundations MENA Program, expert on development and peace building in Sudan

 

Sarra Majdoub

Political scientist and independent researcher working on Sudan

 

Amine Ghali (moderator)

Director of Al Kawakibi Democracy Transition Center (KADEM) working on issues of democracy, reform and transition in the Arab region

 

Belkacem Boukherouf

University lecturer and researcher at the University of Tizi Ouzou and human rights activist

 

Mohamed Lamine Aissani

Development consultant on Algeria, civil society empowerment expert and Former capacity building coordinator for Amnesty International Middle East & North Africa

  

June 19, 2019

Majestic Hotel

Tunis, Tunisia

 

Photo credit: Aly Bouzwida/Project on Middle East Democracy

It was a busy day today for all of us. Mike set off in the car at 9.15am to get his sound stuff ready for the afternoon wedding of the vicar's daughter, Rosie, to Steven Scott. Cath & I went to Quenington Village Hall for the coffee morning, which Cath was happy to help with, and did a great job keeping the teas and coffees coming! It was lovely to see people, and Cath enjoyed chatting with folks too. Afterwards, I put up my banner for the Harvest Supper on the gate.

 

After a quick lunch, I left Cath & Izzy at home and walked over to Coln to see a bit of the wedding, before helping Jean, Ray & Linda with the teas. However, we discovered that there were only two normal teapots available, so I drove home to get my big teapot. I got back in time to see part of the ceremony, and waited for the bride and groom to emerge before I dashed down to the Vicarage Barn to help. It was a very frantic 90 minutes, serving all the tea & cakes, and doing all the washing up and tidying afterwards - but enjoyable too. Cath had gone out with Izzy for a walk in the afternoon, and Graham arrived back from his conference at 6.30pm, so we were all happy to sit and watch TV and chat in the evening.

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Yellow-dashed Heliconian, Heliconius elevatus, Napo, Ecuador, Sunstreak Tours, Glassberg

Software Zerene Stacker, used 8 images. Full image very small crop.

 

This little guy was sitting on my lawn mower cover. Dashed in and picked up the Nikon, Sigma macro lens and Canon 500D lens. The critter is about the size of a quarter coin.

A quick shot as they dashed by me at the harbor

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