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This is the 99 off ramp just north of pike's place. I heard this big boom and turned around just in time to watch the top of the truck come apart and shower down over the escalade. Then everyone piled out of the truck and had this look on their face like, "I'm so fired"
There’s a deep and meaningful art display in the window of a snowboard shop in West Vancouver. It seems an artist is Making a Statement with his sculpture – it’s a peace symbol, made of plastic guns and grenades.
.. except the artist didn’t place the downward stroke of the peace symbol. Instead of a peace symbol, he made the Mercedes logo. Out of plastic guns. And called it “Peace”.
He could potentially be making a multi-layered statement about cars and guns and consumerism, but it is much more hilarious to think that he plain fucked up and no one caught it.
Here at the hotel, breakfast is officially until 9am. Generally, landlord, Iain, will go to 9:30am. As a regular guest, if they are quiet, he'll let me have breakfast at 10am as the latest, so I can have a lay-in at the weekend.
It generally takes me just over an hour to shower, dress & do make-up. Woke up this morning before the alarm. Went to the toilet, then snuggled down in bed again. Had a look at the time before dozing off again.
9:20am?!?!?!?
WHAT?!?!?!?
I'd set the alarm for 9:45am instead of 8:45am!
"OOPS" indeed!
Very quick shower, dressed, make-up and just enough time for a few photos before rushing down to breakfast at exactly 10am!
Not looking too bad considering!
It still worked fine, apart from getting little glass splinters in your fingers (when surfing the web) and your ear (if answering a call).
What happens when holding the camera in my right hand while holding a toddler with my left arm on my left leg.
The Earl and Countess of Stamford's tomb.
But not as we know it..! Alas, something went wrong on upload.
Far more interesting this way probably than my boring original, so it stays.
Apparently she was quite a demanding high maintenance soul, and badgered the Earl into building her a new Bradgate House that would befit her status. He was astonishingly wealthty, so her wishes were granted. The 150 year old deserted house from the 1500s then fell into disrepair, and the ruins lie there on the park to this day. The remains of the 150 horse stabling block of their replacement home still sit just off the A50 up from Groby. Unfortunately the quarry work land owners do not seem that keen to stop the remains deteriorating.
More on the Earl here...
Zinnia fell off her bike a few times.
One of those times the bike fell off the boardwalk into the mangroves...
There were many tears (and a few stiffled laughs from Mike and I), but nobody was hurt... including the bike.
ringrazio Alina .
Senza di lei non mi sarei mai resa conto che su 36 diapositive ne andrebbero stampate 4.. ;)
Ancora grazie, caVa!
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A woman tends to her herd of sheep in traditional Peruvian attire. Women in Peru tend to wear all sorts of hats - their hat is a symbol of the woman's place in her society. The style is tied to their tribal affiliations, and they vary from bowler hats, to cowboy hats and everything in between. If a woman moves to the city and decides to adopt the city dress, without the hat, this is looked upon as a renouncement of their local tribal culture and community and they can never go back.
That knob is not heat resistant. You think DH will notice?
I had it sitting over the back burner on the stove... apparently making coffee and tea on the front burner was enough to make it oozy knob.
I was thinking, 105psi. Dipsy girl I am. That's the bloody truck, so I should either stand clear and await the explosion or brave my mistake and reduce the pressure to 32psi.
On this day I am grateful I can laugh at myself taking this photo ... now I have a photograph of my favourite sneakers ; )
(Knothole is sort of like an intermediate level between t-ball and Little League, where to coaches pitch.)
Ifound this picture on facebook.
It gives a whole new meaning to the phrase 'the bus stops right outside my front door'