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Taken at the second mLearn 2008 Conference Dinner which was at the RAF Museum at RAF Cosford.
Under the terms of the Treaty of Versailles in 1919 Germany was forbidden to manufacture heavy artillery. This ban forced the German Army to consider the use of rockets for long range bombardment.
This interest in rocket propulsion went back to 1929 when it was under the control of Army Captain Walter Dornberger who was joined three years later by the 19 year old Wernher Von Braun. They were developing the A series missiles, later to lead to the development of the A4 (V2) missile in parallel with the development of the V1.
However, the difficulties experienced during the development programme meant that a suitable rocket motor was not produced until 1940, and the first successful launch did not take place until 3 October 1942.
The first V2 fell on British soil at Chiswick at 6.43pm on 8 September 1944. Although some 10,000 A4s were produced, only about 3,000 were launched offensively.
The V2 was conceived as an extension to artillery, and was thus planned as a mobile weapon for field use. Primarily moved by rail – it was just able to pass through a railway tunnel – it was mounted on a Meillerwagen, a wheeled Transporter/Launcher, with a hydraulic ram to elevate it to 90 degrees.
The system was operational, after arrival at an unsurveyed site, within 4 hours. Soon after launch the V2 turned and reduced its climb angle to 40 degrees to the vertical. The motor was cut by the guidance system when the correct velocity was achieved for the ballistic trajectory to take it to the target.
Prezi that goes with the presentations: prezi.com/axvbbw1in-n6/bringing-the-learning-to-you-virtu...
Photos from mlearning07 conference 16–19 October 2007 Melbourne Australia
And yes it is hacked and on an OZ carrier
at a croquis workshop facilitated by Geneva Rosett-Hafter at the Theatre Academy in Helsinki on February 17, 2013. - Pictures 1-55 are drawn by me during the workshop. Photos 56-67 I cropped from #3 and post-processed today. After deep, connective unlearning throughout the spring re-learning has begun to become visible...
The whole set: www.flickr.com/photos/connectirmeli/sets/72157634063972906/
...if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.”
- Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper -
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Bottle or bottles (not beer or wine) www.todaysposting.com/TPAssignment.php?TP=542
...teaches us that men imitate one another, that their attitudes are statistically calculable, their opinions manipulable, and that man is therefore less an individual (a subject) than an element in a mass.”
- Milan Kundera, Encounter -
Taken at the second mLearn 2008 Conference Dinner which was at the RAF Museum at RAF Cosford.
Design of this long-range, strategic transport aircraft began in February 1959, with the first flight in January 1964. Only ten of the originally ordered thirty Belfasts were built, all for the RAF.
The Belfast, built by Short Brothers, is a giant of an aircraft at over 48m (158ft) span and 41m (136ft) long, weighing 56 tons empty and more than twice that when fully loaded; consequently each aircraft was named after a giant and XR371 was called 'Enceladus'.
The Belfast could carry 150 fully-equipped troops or a Chieftain tank or two Wessex helicopters. It has enough room in its hold to carry two single deck buses.
It worked all over the world on special flights for the armed forces until phased out of service in 1976. Belfast XR371 was flown to Cosford in the Autumn of 1978.
Belfasts are still operated commercially by Heavy Lift Cargo Airlines Ltd. The Company specialises in the transportation of bulky freight and together with its manufacturers, Short Brothers of Belfast, is a long established supporter of the Museum.
“I imagine you come across a number of people who are disconcerted by the difference between what you do feel and what they fancy you ought to feel. It is fatal to pay the smallest attention to them.”
- Dorothy L. Sayers, Gaudy Night -
“[The modern age] knows nothing about isolation and nothing about silence. In our quietest and loneliest hour the automatic ice-maker in the refrigerator will cluck and drop an ice cube, the automatic dishwasher will sigh through its changes, a plane will drone over, the nearest freeway will vibrate the air. Red and white lights will pass in the sky, lights will shine along highways and glance off windows. There is always a radio that can be turned to some all-night station, or a television set to turn artificial moonlight into the flickering images of the late show. We can put on a turntable whatever consolation we most respond to, Mozart or Copland or the Grateful Dead.”
- Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose -
Gibert Joseph, one of the bigest bookshop of Paris, Boulevard Saint-Michel, Paris, France.
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“I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being abides,
from which I struggle not to stray.
When I look behind,
as I am compelled to look before I can gather strength to proceed on my journey,
I see the milestones dwindling toward the horizon and the slow fires trailing from the abandoned camp-sites, over which the scavenger angels wheel on heavy wings.
Oh, I have made myself a tribe out of my true affections,
and my tribe is scattered!
How shall the heart be reconciled to its feast of losses?
In a rising wind,
the manic dust of my friends,
those who fell along the way,
bitterly stings my face.
Yet I turn.
I turn,
exulting somewhat,
with my will intact to go wherever I need to go,
and every stone on the road precious to me.
In my darkest night,
when the moon was covered and I roamed through the wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice directed me:
-Live in the layers, not on the litter-
Though I lack the art to decipher it,
no doubt the next chapter in my book of transformations is already written.
I am not done with my changes.”
- Stanley Kunitz, The Collected Poems -