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One of the band members explained how the band got their name. He said it was either in honour of a beer of the same name or because they might have been inspired by a stay on the Devil's Chair rock on the Stiperstones as the mist came down. I'd have thought such an experience would have put anyone off!
I recognise two of the band members who play with the Gracechurch Historical Dancers. I also thought I recognised one of the other members as playing with Whalebone, another local band, but I was mistaken. Funny that, as that band play a song or tune entitled 'Devil's Chair'.
St. Peter’s Church at Melverley, Shropshire is situated on the English / Welsh border on the banks of the River Vyrnwy close to the confluence of the River Severn. The timber frame building was made with local Melverley oak and pinned together, not with metal nails, but with wooden pegs throughout and is the only example of this type of building technique in Shropshire. The walls were made with wattle and daub. The building we see today was rebuilt in 1406 to replace an original wooden church burnt to the ground by the Welsh chieftain Owain Glyndŵr during the Welsh uprisings in 1401. The site itself has been a place of Christian worship for about 1000 years. In 1141 English chronicler and Benedictine monk Ordericus Vitalis mentions a ‘wooden chapel on the banks of the river above Shrewsbury’.
Services are on the first Sunday of every month at 6pm
On the corner of Sunset and Vine, I believe, just up the street from Amoeba. To recap: topless woman being strangled by a naked angel baby while riding BACKWARDS and CROSS-LEGGED on a bull, which is being carried on the backs of four tiny DOLPHINS, who appear to have face-slammed into a slab of stone. I love you, Hollywood.
A live demonstration of the rebuilt Colossus Mk II at Bletchley Park - a reconstruction of the world's first programmable digital electronic computer.
Colossus was designed to help staff at Bletchley Park decrypt messages sent between different parts of the German Army High Command. These had been encrypted using a Lorentz cipher machine - a device more complex than Enigma.
The Bletchley Park codebreakers were able to figure out the behaviour of the Lorentz machine two and a half years before they actually laid their hands on one, thanks to a horrendous mistake made by a German operator sending a message from Athens to Vienna on 30th August 1941. By the beginning of 1942, engineers at the Post Office Research Laboratories at Dollis Hill had produced a device called 'Tunny' that emulated the Lorentz machine's logic. Once cryptographers had worked out the Lorentz machine settings, these could be plugged into Tunny and the ciphertext could be fed in; if all was well, Tunny would produce the plaintext of the message as its output (in German, of course).
The problem was that working out the required Tunny settings by hand took weeks. A first semi-automated solution involved a machine nicknamed 'Heath Robinson' but this was later improved by Post Office electronics engineer Tommy Flowers, who designed and built the Mk I Colossus. This 1,500-valve machine was assembled in Bletchley Park F Block over Christmas 1943 and operated on its first message in January 1944, reducing the time to break the Lorentz cipher from weeks to hours.
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
-- Irving Berlin
It's working. The war is working. The surge is working. They will still be working a year from now. Big Brother explained it all.
OK, it was a bit hard to follow all the arrows. For example, Anbar Province was the big example of how it's all working so well. But the sheik he just visited with in Anbar was assassinated just before his presidential address:
Iraqi and American officials were caught off guard by the assassination, which came just hours before Mr. Bush addressed the American people about his plans for Iraq. But they said it would not derail the collaboration of the alliance of Sunni clans, known as the Anbar Awakening Council, and groups in other provinces.
In his speech, Mr. Bush acknowledged the killing. “Earlier today, one of the brave tribal sheiks who helped lead the revolt against Al Qaeda was murdered,” he said. “In response, a fellow Sunni leader declared: ‘We are determined to strike back and continue our work.’ And as they do, they can count on the continued support of the United States.”
If you're confused, just follow the arrows. Soon it will all make sense.
Project 365: Day 36/365, September 13, 2007
Taken in 2011.
A woman raises her hand to make a point as she and a friend cross the bridge over the Pike on Massachusetts Avenue.
Les valeurs personnelles (Personal Values) (1952)
René Magritte (1898–1967)
Oil on canvas
San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, San Francisco, CA
Another shot from my sister's recital. During the intermission, my dad spent some time explaining how the harp works. I'm rather happy with this photo!
how can you get 600 followers and have no tweets?
are people still auto-following others ?
please explain
did you see lumma.de on twitter's future ?
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Title / Titre :
Mr. Alex Stevenson explaining details of a Bell 47 helicopter from the CGS C.D. Howe to a group of Inuit at Pond Inlet, Northwest Territories /
Monsieur Alex Stevenson, décrivant un hélicoptère Bell 47 du navire C.D. Howe de la Garde côtière canadienne à un groupe d'Inuits de Pond Inlet, Territoires du Nord-Ouest
Creator(s) / Créateur(s) : W. Doucette
Date(s) : 1951
Reference No. / Numéro de référence : MIKAN 3388070, 4097080
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Location / Lieu : Pond Inlet, Northwest Territories, Canada / Pond Inlet, Territoires du Nord-Ouest, Canada
Credit / Mention de source :
W. Doucette. Canada. National Film Board of Canada. Photothèque. Library and Archives Canada, PA-111208 /
W. Doucette. Canada. Office national du film du Canada. Photothèque. Bibliothèque et Archives Canada, PA-111208
Last night went to the movies, and after that went to B & N to get some coffee, Mi Amor, picked a book and we were choosing baby girl names... at the end we didn't agree on any but had a very interesting conversation.
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Sadly I was in the car. I couldn't hear what was said.. Although when we drove by, he stopped his explaination and turned to me and yelled "Hey!"
Don't do that when you are trying to sound sane and sober in front of the law.
Nith Navigation September 2015
Ships, shanties, burgers and boules:
T’was another early start for most of our intrepid explorers as this week’s adventure took us westwards and upwards to Dumfries and the Nith Navigation Race. Ours was a truly Northumbrian contingent as members of three clubs banded together to crew “Coquet Spirit”. Huge thanks to those good folks who joined us, bringing their energy, enthusiasm (and Tupperware boxes) and helping make this trip happen (hurrah!)
We cheerfully observed the ever darkening skies as we crossed the A69 and we're motivated en route by texts from those crew-mates who had travelled the previous evening, explaining their relaxing morning and full Scottish breakfast in detail (cheers folks!). Rain turned into more rain but we managed to seek solace in the fact we were heading for a marginally lighter shade of grey! (Skiffies are waterproof anyway!) The puddles at the sides of the road raised columns of water as we rattled along the narrow country lanes, the view at times akin to the parting of the red sea. At one point we considered taking the boat off the trailer and rowing along the road itself.
It wasn’t long however before the horizon on the sat nav turned from green to blue and we found ourselves at our destination. Opening the car door and alighting we found we’d parked next to a sign that cheerfully welcomed us with the words “Warning, fast tides and quicksand” (I must admit our hearts leapt a bit with excitement at the tides… and a touch of trepidation at the quicksand)
We quickly dashed across the car park to seek welcome shelter. Here we commented thankfully on the genius of planning a row that started at a café and ended at a pub.
We’d poured into the café at 9.00 only to be told that they didn’t really open for another hour, but the cheerful chap happily agreed to tear up the rule book and furnish us with tea and bacon rolls anyway… it wasn’t however until 10.00 that he put the lights on !!! By this time the room was filling with skiffies and the car park was filling with water as we watched the tide start to hurtle by the windows. Today’s tide wasn’t particularly high (but still a belter by east coast standards) so the anticipated tidal bore wasn’t as dramatic as previously recorded (8 to 10m tides !!!!) .. But there certainly was still some cracking energy in the water. The Cox’s briefing pointed us to the fastest part of the flow and with a wicked grin we were advised to “use this to our advantage”. It was a short drag to the slip where fully-loaded skiffs were pushed down to the water by diesel power and floated off into the current for an energetic row back up to the starting point (against the tide).We chose the "push to the edge and clarty feet" option to save removing electrics etc. Thankfully someone had cleared the silt from the slip so we could tell it apart from the "sinky stuff" Once back up at the starting point, crews had steered themselves into the mud banks to get some purchase before a staged start (partly to avoid clutter and partly because you’d never get boats to stop in that current .. never mind line up!) and with a wave….we were off…….
The first half of the six mile course was ably assisted by the tide, then time to lengthen out the strokes and pick up the pace a touch. Eager heads were cast over shoulders to try and gauge the field in comparison to our relative starting positions as Boatie Blest (starting last) grew from a spec on the horizon to pass us in the last few minutes. For a while we held our own and it was great to race through the bridges together. Before we knew it chequered flags were waived (by Elsie from Gosforth!!) and all crews applauded each other’s efforts as a close field came in one shortly after the other. A quick draw of breath saw the last of the rain pass and skies clear in time for a row in company back down the river. This time we took the opportunity to look at the scenery we’d obviously ignored on the way down. This included a derelict mill building that looked as if it came straight out of an episode of Scooby Doo (Mr Grimes the caretaker would have gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for those meddling skiffs!!).
With the sun out and in clear water we broke into a few “traditional” shanties (artistic license and local flavour applied aplenty as usual!!) before turning and mooring up at Kingholme Quay, alongside tall ship La Malouine. Here boats were admired and oars/footrests/mascots/blisters compared before the “skiff extraction machine” swung into action. At this point chains and strops were secured and lowered over the quay edge and skiffs were lifted from the water, swung around and deftly lowered to their waiting trailers (thanks guys!!). Several fingernails may have been bitten as the first skiff was lifted, but these were quickly forgotten and the clubs all pulled together checking landings, moving trailers and unhooking/re-hooking chains. Here new friendships were made and old ones rekindled … all with the re-assuring squelch of mud underfoot. Rob revisited the “shuggy boats” of our youth as he was lifted to land aboard the final skiff as Geoff and Jenny furnished the masses with pasties and chilli infused scotch eggs from Tupperwares 1 and 2)
With the boats safely on trailers we adjourned to the pub where skiffies of all ages filled the room with hearty chatter. At this point Ian and Elsie broke out Tupperwares 3 and 4 supplying the table with Rocky Road and flapjacks (fruit well soaked) before Roy (our gracious host) announced that food was served and we were treated to a mountain of cracking burgers and sausage buns. All were well and truly stuffed when glasses were "pinged" to herald the announcement that more burgers had arrived… well? It would be rude not to would it ?? Buttons were universally unfastened and attention drawn to the presentations where all crews received a commemorative bottle of whisky featuring the fair Malouine herself (a really nice touch, thanks) and apologies made for lack of planned cheese due to an accident involving the “cheese man” (we all wish him well!!) The final presentation was made to the deserved winners Boatie Blest (hip hip……)
At this point hugs and handshakes are normally exchanged and folks make their way home, however this is not the way of Nith. Seconds later a stranger in a beret carrying a French flag entered from stage left (looking uncannily like our host) and we were marched to the riverside for the first “Coastal Rowing Boules Tournament” a respectful nod to the lineage of the fair ship to our left. The rules were explained, heats were drawn and eager skiffies set about examining the equipment and discussing proposed technique. Watched by an enthusiastic crowd the crews ran through two qualifiers and a final with Troon taking the inaugural title followed by three hearty and well deserved cheers for our hosts and all involved…. (Absolutely cracking way to round off a day)
The sun was now well and truly beaming and we toddled up to the tall ship and were welcomed and offered open access to “climb aboard and take to look”. Here we were regaled with tales of the ship’s chequered history from Icebreaker to party boat in Martinique to the theft of its sails in France and how it ultimately found residence here. We did all but climb the rigging before bidding Roy a fond farewell with a promise to return (any other NE skiffs fancy coming next year and staying over perhaps??)
By now we’re used to these stories extending (brevity is not, I’m afraid, a gift that I posses to any great degree) and today was to be no exception …so we settled back in the beer garden for a quick beverage and the remnants of Tupperwares 1,2,3 and 4 (sounds like the ACRC equivalent of Thunderbirds!!) Conversation was varied and eclectic and shifted from boat and surfboard building through to 18 month sourdough cultures to the absorbency of bread buns and “whims”. As if fate couldn’t have arranged a better day already, a lady from behind the bar came out to our table with an additional beer stating simply that “it was our lucky day”. We responded in the only manner we knew how, tastefully arranging a plate from our respective Tupperwares, taking it into the bar and reciprocating her sentiment word for word….. Happy days indeed!
Farewells were finally exchanged as we recounted the day’s events and were again astounded at what you can fit into 12 hours when you’ve got a skiff, some water and good company…
Huge thanks to all involved.
Right then fellow adventurers……… what’s next ???
Note: Apologies that there are no actual race photos to accompany this …. Maybe someone can help us out?
My excellent feminist friends, Gwen and Amanda, decided that it would be fun to have a "wedding reception" without the wedding. So we did. Here I am in the role of groom, cutting the cake!
Slide scan.
Mid-1980s.
Taken with Minolta MD Auto-Bellows I, Minolta MD Macro-Rokkor 50mm f3.5 and Slide Copier on Panasonic GH2.
The Pres: Rehab? Public statement? Young lady, our numbers on that day for that show have been better than they have been in years!! We've received so many calls and emails and twitters and tweets and likes about that show, we can't handle the volume!! Even the re-runs are doing great!! And that Diyani Hughes, she's a pretty hot number isn't she? Are you dating her young man? Not that it's any of my business, but that would help the ratings even more!!!!
After the overthrow of the Hawaiian monarchy in January 1893, the United States was considering annexing Hawaii.
In the late 1890s, American political cartoons illustrated manifest destiny, or America's geopolitical and colonial expansion. The United States considered annexing Hawaii, Cuba, Puerto Rico, and the Philippines.
Cartoons portrayed the territories as children with dark skin, grass skirts, nappy hair, and bare feet. Uncle Sam personified the United States, their supposed warden.
Political cartoons expressed, shaped, reinforced, and reflected social, political, and racial conditions of a society. Therefore, newspapers used cartoons as propaganda to shape public opinion. As mirrors to public knowledge, cartoons showed what the public knew.
- Alice Kim
“It is said that Queen Lil is really not eager to return to the throne.”
Hawaiian Situation Explained
Evening world, Dec. 14, 1893, Image 1
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Historical data
The first settlement core of Wolkersdorf was the "Old Market" to the west of the present course of the Brünnerstraße (Brno street) direction Ulrichskirchen. An exact age determination of the emergence of the "Old Market" is not possible, but the evidence points to the time just before 1050. However, it seems that even before a settlement whose provenance cannot precisely determinated has existed. The foundation is often associated with the legendary figure of a Wolfger, who allegedly was a Frankish follower of the Salian king Henry III. (from 1046 Emperor). After him, the naming of the place is supposed to be done, but it is rather to presume that the place-name, as in other places in the Weinviertel, also can be explained from the settlement history and it's the case of a secondary place name, which refers to the surroundings of the actual Nuremberg.
The castle buildings in its present location - about a whatsoever former noble residence in the "Old Market" can only be speculated - in the first half of the 13th Century was built, as well as the "new market" was born. The Lords of Wolkersdorf who called themselves after the place were emerged from a lesser branch of the lords of Ulrichskirchen.
A close binding to the Babenberg Duke House in the connection with the third Crusade should have emerged, which has been rumored frequently, but it is not possible for various reasons. If the close binding to the Babenberg Court, which in the 13th Century undeniably has existed, really through joint crusade participations came off, this only can be the case of the so-called "German Crusade" under the Emperor Henry VI., however, this was canceled very quickly due to the death of Henry.
Thither also suggest other evidences, such as today's Wolkersdorfer city coat of arms, consisting of the colors of the burgraves of Nuremberg (Black/Silver). Even the oldest surviving deed of gift for Wolkersdorf end of the 13th Century comes from the Nuremberg burgraves, the fief relationship but already seems to have existed far longer.
The nobility of the Wolkersdorfer after the extinction of the Babenberg in the 70s of the 13th Century stood in opposition to King Ottokar of Bohemia, what made him object of a mention in Grillparzer's drama "King Ottokar's Fortune and End".
After the nobility of the Wolkersdorfer had left the place, there were frequently changing owners, among them the Dachsberger and the Starhemberger. Since 1481 and completely in 1538 was the domination Wolkersdorf owned by the Habsburgs and was following the testament of Queen Anne in 1547 the Wiener Hofspital (Court Hospital of Vienna) incorporatedl and belonged even after its repeal in 1782 to the endowment fund of the Hofspital until the purchase by Hugo Graf Abensperg-Traun in the year 1870. In 1884, the Wolkersdorfer Savings Bank acquired the castle, in 1967 it became the property of the former market town, since 1969 the municipality of Wolkersdorf.
In the eventful history of the place it came in the wake of the sieges frequently to devastations, such as in 1275 in the course of the siege by King Ottokar of Bohemia, in 1458 by the Bohemian King George of Podebrad or 1605 by the Calvinist Prince of Transylvania Stephan Botchkay. In the course of the Thirty Years' War it were mainly the Swedes under Field Marshal Torstensson Lienhart by which Wolkersdorf was affected. 1809 finally Napoleon's troops burned a portion of the "Old Market" down. 1866, the Rußbach (brook) was the demarcation line between Prussia and Austria, thus separating Wolkersdorf into a northern Prussian and a southern Austrian part.
Wolkersdorf was in the first half of the 14th Century raised to market; 1436 with Lewpolt Gerngrass first a citizen of the market Wolkersdorf documentarily is mentioned. Under King Albert II 1439 the district court Wolkersdorf by transfers from the regional courts Marchegg and Korneuburg was created, as the name suggests, the High Court was located on the Judgment mountain. Sometimes Wolkersdorf even had three judges, one for the "Old Market", one for the "New Market" and one for the approximately 1784 emerged 'settlers line" (New Line), today the Kaiser-Josef-Straße.
A school in Wolkersdorf is first mentioned in 1446. 1460 took place the meeting of the Lower Austrian estates in Wolkersdorf.
Of importance to Wolkersdorf was already in the Middle Ages a trade route that ran from Vienna, at Stadlau crossing the Danube, via Wolkersdorf, Gaweinstal and Mistelbach to Poysdorf and there reaching the old "Nikolsburger road", which was the forerunner of the in 18th Century developed Brünnerstraße. Through the construction of the Brünnerstraße under Joseph II Wolkersdorf quickly developed into the largest settlement of the beginning hill landscape of the Wine Quarter and in 1870 it was connected to the railway network.
Promoted business settlements of the municipality from 1960 made Wolkersdorf to an important economic center. This position was taken into account on 22 June 1969 by elevating Wolkersdorf to the status of the city. In the years 1966-1972 Wolkersdorf grew through the association with the communities Riedenthal, Münichsthal, Pfösing and the market town of Oberndorf.
Intensive infrastructure projects were formative for the 70s and 80s. In 1978, the Provincial Government of Lower Austria founded the industrial center Lower Austria Nord/Wolkersdorf to the south of the Ostbahn (eastern railway) and to the east of Brno road. Intensive residential construction activity, active youth work and the development to school center shape the face and character of the city as a gateway to the Wine Quarter.
Wolkersdorf successfully puts up the gap between urbanized and rural structure. The result is a high quality of life - with high developed infrastructure, diverse recreational spaces, rest areas and green spaces in and around Wolkersdorf. The proximity to Vienna as well as the pronounced Weinviertler cultural landscape attract many guests to Wolkersdorf .
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Chris Hyndman: Driver's License; Margarita Benitez: A.D.A.S. (algorhythmic data arrangement- sychronous)
Explaining the Pedersen (look at it if you don't know what a Pedersen is -- it's a truly odd looking machine). See next three photos to actually read it.
Jurgen Kersten explaining some topic to Minster Trevor Sargent while Louise Clark lends an ear.Photo; Sean Byrne.