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This is my friend Dick. He's actually more than a friend as he has also been like a second father to me. I visited him today and his wife Shirley. Two of the nicest people you could ever wish to meet.
I have known Dick for many years now as we got together to launch a new business venture for the company I worked for at the time. I had the local knowledge and Dick had the expertise. Over the coming years we traveled thousands of miles together, both throughout Australia and in the States. It was Dick who lent me his gold Amex so I could upgrade to a Mustang convertable before driving from LA to the Mexican border. Dick lives in Melbourne and I live in Brisbane, so we don't get much of a chance to see each other, but today we did and it was wonderful to see him. I owe him much, but thats just the way he is...he is just one of those guys that keeps paying forward and has a love of life.
Vice President Dick Cheney bids farewell to Vice President-elect Joe Biden Thursday, Nov. 13, 2008, following their nearly hour-long visit at the Vice President’s Residence at the U.S. Naval Observatory.
(Source: White House)
Carole, 'the good lady wife', enjoying Big Black Dick in George Town on Grand Cayman.
Apologies and commiserations to people who hit on this photo expecting a different variety of Big Black Dick....!
Traditional wooden fishing boat PH 326 Moby Dick, registered in Plymouth. Seen here at Weymouth, Dorset..
It's an odd title for a spaceship, I know, but waddayagonnado? My entry into Team Lunar Defense Moonsquad's round of the Starfighter Telephone Game.
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Richard "Dick" Turpin (bap. 1705 – 7 April 1739) was an English highwayman whose exploits were romanticised following his execution in York for horse theft. Turpin may have followed his father's profession as a butcher early in life, but by the early 1730s he had joined a gang of deer thieves, and later became a poacher, burglar, horse thief and murderer. He is also known for a fictional 200-mile (320 km) overnight ride from London to York on his horse Black Bess, a story that was made famous by the Victorian novelist William Harrison Ainsworth almost 100 years after Turpin's death.
Turpin's involvement in the crime for which he is most closely associated—highway robbery—followed the arrest of the other members of his gang in 1735. He then disappeared from public view towards the end of that year, only to resurface in 1737 with two new accomplices, one of whom he may have accidentally shot and killed. Turpin fled from the scene and shortly afterwards killed a man who attempted his capture. Later that year he moved to Yorkshire and assumed the alias of John Palmer. While he was staying at an inn, local magistrates became suspicious of "Palmer", and made enquiries as to how he funded his lifestyle. Suspected of being a horse thief, "Palmer" was imprisoned in York Castle, to be tried at the next assizes. Turpin's true identity was revealed by a letter he wrote to his brother-in-law from his prison cell, which fell into the hands of the authorities. On 22 March 1739 Turpin was found guilty on two charges of horse theft and sentenced to death; he was executed on 7 April 1739.
This is one of the roses in my front yard.. Looks like I might have to replace it because it is not doing really well but will cross that bridge when I come to it... This is for Cindy Dean who hates spiders and I said I would do one just for her without a creepy crawlie on it...
From Odessa, TX this goofy eyed burger chewer was found earlier this year by a friend who happened to be at this guys place and spotted the sign leaning against the back of the garage.I understand there were three of these burger stands in Odessa at one time.
One of the roses in my front yard.. I'm thinking about getting new ones next year and one that I think I would like to have is that Orange one similar to the one that Vi has and the one across the street.. But then I have access to them for pictures so might be better to get something they don't have.. :-)
Took a detour when i left the Girlfriends house to take a photo of Black Dicks Temple. this can been seen from miles around see below for some of its history.
Black Dick was born in 1574 ('Black Dick of the North' was a nickname given to him by King James I) or Sir Richard Beaumont is known to haunt the temple, he was the first cousin of Elizabeth I. He was well known for his criminal activities, he was a gambler, a bad debtor and a highwayman who was involved in piracy to pay off his depts.
When Richard Beaumont found out one of his young servant girl employees had got pregnant he murdered her, he was the one who got her pregnant! He was thought to have been killed in a tunnel near Huddersfield whilst in a duel in 1631.
To this day people report seeing the spectre of Black Dick most commonly on July 5th, on the day in which he died.
It looks like someone is working on the pier down at Dick's Lobster in Harpswell. What an amazing place to live and work.
I have so many pictures of my roses that I have forgotten when this was taken.. Right now they are sleeping so enjoy the color when there isn't very much...