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These boys were having heaps of dangerous fun doing what I believe is called 'ins and outs' - boarding out on a big wave that has been turned around after hitting rocks. A new wave is on its way in at the same time and they collide and explode. The boarders then get thrown up in the air and dramatically dumped. A little bit scarey!
Diecast toy dump trucks by Daxiang, all marked 'A3 Made in China' on the base. Probably based on a Caterpillar 777D. Although I have no packaging with these, I understand the otherwise unmarked one was sold under the Teamsterz brand, the others have white printing, one with 'HTI' and a UK address, and the other has 'Tesco Stores Ltd'.
In addition I have what seems to be a copy of this by another Chinese maker: www.flickr.com/photos/adrianz-toyz/54695745295
This is me having a brain dump so I don't cry:
So last week I was mopey. Quite mopey. I knew I was mopey. I knew I wasn't being myself. I knew I was being ridiculous. But, I decided to wallow and wallow good.
I went to West Virginia this weekend and had a fabulous time with my family. It was exactly what I needed, when I needed it. To be with my family. To be reminded of all the good stuff. To be driven crazy with all the usual family stuff. Which, in its own way, is a large part of the good stuff.
As I drove back to Virginia today I didn't feel the usual feelings of dread that I get anytime I have to return to Virginia. And for that I was glad.
I got home. I've taken care of business. And I sat down to go through the stacks of crap on my dining room table. That's when I found it. The bills. The check for my first court payment. That's due today. But it's a holiday. And I didn't find it 'til after they'd closed if it was a regular day. And there is words of fines. And suspended licenses and possible jail time if you miss a payment.
Now, rational Andrea knows that she'll go there in the morning and hand them this check and that they'll not take her license or throw her in jail. But the other Andrea is on the verge of tears and beating myself up for allowing myself to wallow and be mopey for no good reason. To allow myself to just sit and cry for days on end when life still has to go on and things still need to be taken care of.
I'm more responsible than this. I don't know who I was last week and I don't want to ever be that person again. Seeing that I let such important matters fall through the cracks makes me very angry at myself. Very much angry....
And now I'm done with the brain dump and hopefully I will not cry. Thank you.
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Clothes and a very high heel boot dumped by a wall and bin on a street in Islington, London on 1st July '19
Dumped washing machine in a dyke on Meaux Road East Yorkshire with nature try hard to cover the rubbish close to the Beverley Hornsea road! In monochrome.
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Although measurable rainfall continues to conspicuously avoid my rain gauge, the thunderstorms and epic skies all around here during Monsoon 2017 have been awesome. This shot is one of many storm cells dumping heavy rain and causing monsoon mayhem across the Phoenix metro area yesterday - My backyard, Phoenix, Arizona
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Cleaning the fire and dumping the ashes on engine 484
Cumbres & Toltec Scenic Railroad, Chama, New Mexico