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Angkor Thom"Great City", located in present-day Cambodia, was the last and most enduring capital city of the Khmer empire. It was established in the late twelfth century by King Jayavarman VII.:378–382:170
It covers an area of 9 km², within which are located several monuments from earlier eras as well as those established by Jayavarman and his successors. At the centre of the city isJayavarman's state temple, the Bayon, with the other major sites clustered around the Victory Square immediately to the north.
Map of Central Angkor Thom
Angkor Thom was established as the capital of Jayavarman VII's empire, and was the centre of his massive building programme. One inscription found in the city refers to Jayavarman as the groom and the city as his bride.:121
Angkor Thom seems not to be the first Khmer capital on the site, however. Yasodharapura, dating from three centuries earlier, was centred slightly further northwest, and Angkor Thom overlapped parts of it. The most notable earlier temples within the city are the former state temple of Baphuon, and Phimeanakas, which was incorporated into the Royal Palace. The Khmers did not draw any clear distinctions between Angkor Thom and Yashodharapura: even in the fourteenth century an inscription used the earlier name.:138 The name of Angkor Thom—great city—was in use from the 16th century.
The last temple known to have been constructed in Angkor Thom was Mangalartha, which was dedicated in 1295. Thereafter the existing structures continued to be modified from time to time, but any new creations were in perishable materials and have not survived.
The Ayutthaya Kingdom, led by King Borommarachathirat II, sacked Angkor Thom, forcing the Khmers under Ponhea Yat to relocate their capital southeast.:29
Angkor Thom was abandoned some time prior to 1609, when an early western visitor wrote of an uninhabited city, "as fantastic as the Atlantis of Plato".:140 It is believed to have sustained a population of 80,000–150,000 people.
Preah Khan temple city in the Angkor Historical park.
The view down the central corridor towards the inner sanctuary richly decorated with dancing apsaras on the pillars and lintels above walkways. Preah Khan was a large temple city built in the 12th century, with a Buddhist university and almost 100,000 people dedicated to serve the temple, with officials and farmers, dancers and monks.
In addition, imagine the surrounding villages and agriculture with sophisticated water supply systems and fisheries on Tonle Sap lake feeding the temple city, and all of Angkor.
All that remains today are the stone walls, the roofs made from perishable materials and the surrounding villages have long disappeared. To put this into perspective a little, in the 13th century Paris in France became the largest city in Europe with a population of around 80,000 (source: www.paris-city.fr)
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Less than a week ago on Friday, 6 tornadoes ranging from EF1 to 3 ravaged Ottawa - three in eastern Ontario and three in western Quebec -- reached gusts of up to 265 kilometres per hour as they destroyed several houses, buildings and power lines. About 100 families are without homes. Now, the city is in recovery and are reported to be almost back to normal. Five days after Hydro Ottawa reported that 137,000 businesses and homes were without power in the wake of Friday’s devastating tornadoes, all homes now have electricity, The city also reported that donations have been so generous with clothing, non-perishable food and personal hygiene products to be distributed to the homeless victims. Work is going on to reintegrate victims to their homes. I hope my friends there are all ok.
Registration: HP-1939UCG
Named: Baby Rocket
Type: 727-225F
Engines: 3 × PW JT8D-15 s3
Serial Number: 22552
First flight: Aug 19, 1981
UniWorld Air Cargo is a Cargo Airline based in Panama City in Central America. UniWorld began operations in 2019 using Tocumen International Airport as a hub airport to connect air cargo between the Americas and the Caribbean. UniWorld specializes in moving perishables, live animals, and general cargo with regular flights, charter services, and ACMI agreements.
Poster for Aviators.
In the course of the Federation's ever expanding exploratory activities, many extraordinary phenomena were observed. Particularly perishable specimens had to be analysed on the ground and so roving laboratories were employed to allow speedy analysis of the exotic minerals, flora, and fauna found on newly discovered worlds.
Solar panels allowed for much longer journeys into these boundless vistas.
The 40th anniversary of Classic Space keeps on roving! I actually finished this build well before Febrovery, but didn't manage to photograph properly until recently. The lab is detachable. It has an interior with two scientists, but I found it impossible to capture! (It also has a windscreen below the steering, though it's hard to see here.) All old grey of course.
Join us today, Feb, 24th., 1pm SLT for the opening party with music by Haze and Frenzy ♥
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"NON-PERISHABLE is an exhibition consisting of ready-made objects assembled in a way that explores color associations and the emotional connections that people make with objects. The artist, Marina Münter, has created a series of installations using shipping containers of corresponding colours, each accommodating carefully selected objects that are arranged in a precise and deliberate manner.
The assemblage of objects within each container invites visitors to explore the connections between them and reflect on their own emotional associations. Through this process, Münter encourages us to consider the ways in which we attach meaning and value to the objects in our lives, and how these associations shape our understanding of the world around us.
By presenting these objects in a scenographic assemblage, Non-Perishable creates a visually stunning display that draws the viewer in and immerses them in a world of colour and form."
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One of UP's perishable trains from Washington State makes the trip east on the Clinton Sub at sunset. The train is madeup of all ARMN mechanical refers and is heading for east coast points via interchange with the CSXT at Chicago, IL. Surprising this short train was in a 2x1 DP setup.
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In the era without refrigeration, when cottages in the countryside rarely had any basement, this sort of deep cellar for storing perishable food supplies was very popular. Cold in a summer, always above freezing point in a winter. Cream, butter, cheeses and meat stayed fresh much longer than in a cottage.
Jagodne Poland
Today I walked down the street to get a few grocery stuff and I found the store nearby my apartment was closing! No OJ, no yogurt, no meat... a lot of shelves were empty! I ended up stocking some non-perishables like coffee and canned soup as they were taking 50% off on all goods...
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Wow. I'm amazed that so many people stopped by here for the last couple of days after this made it to Explore. But honestly, I don't think this is the best example of my photos and I believe there are "better" images than this one (well, depends on your taste tho, of course). So if you have time, PLEASE take a look at my photostream too! Thank you! ;-)
Carta (Sibiu County): Cistercian monastery
The city and monastery of Carta are located 43 km from Sibiu on the road to Brasov. Here are preserved the ruins of the Cistercian monastery, one of the oldest and most important monuments of the primitive Gothic church in Transylvania. The Cistercians are a monastic order originating in France and widespread in several countries.
The Carta Cistercian Abbey played a major role in the political, economic and cultural history of medieval Transylvania, as well as in the introduction but also in the dissemination of Gothic art in the inter-Carpathian space.
The monastery was founded in the years 1205-1206 by King Andrew II of Hungary.
The beginnings of the monastery are confirmed with the erection of its first buildings, used, as the Cistercians used it, from perishable materials, that is to say wood. These can be dated with relative certainty between the years 1205-1206.
The stone parts of the monastery will be erected between the years 1220 and the end of 1230. The construction of the monastery was carried out in two main phases of execution, chronologically interrupted by the great Tatar invasion of 1241.
In the first phase of construction, which has stylistic characteristics dependent on the late Romanesque, the general plan of the monastery was drawn, the walls delimiting its inner courtyard being raised to a height of 3-4m above the ground.
In 1260, after the assassination caused by the Mongol invasion in the spring of 1241, construction work will resume under the direction of a new architect, trained in the environment of mature Gothic, and with the contribution of a workshop of stone with an eclectic structure.
By 1300, the church and the eastern wing of the Charter Monastery were completed, with the completion and construction of the southern wing of the abbey continuing for approximately two decades.
The fierce struggles with the Ottomans from 1421 to 1432 and the decline of the order made the church and its monastery a ruin. This also led to its closure by King Mathias Corvin in 1474.
However, the west facade is still standing and above the Gothic portal is a large rose window. The tower attached to the facade was built later, in the middle of the 15th century, and its transformation into a bell tower took place later.
Currently, the monastery no longer has all the original buildings and annexes, many of which collapse. The vaults of the huge church have collapsed and there are only a few exterior walls and two interior beams (south and north). To the south, there is still a single Roman column, and the side ships, according to the Cistercian plan, end in a small square choir. The main ship no longer has a ceiling - in its place is a cemetery in memory of the German soldiers killed in the First World War.
The Reformed Church today occupies only the choir and the apse of the old basilica. The Gothic portal has probably been moved from a side entrance and its profile betrays Gothic influences.
Numerous examples of the tombs of the founders of Cistercian churches allow the existence of a royal necropolis under Carta.
La facciata della chiesa, con i suoi fregi e le figure in cotto, riveste un notevole interesse artistico. Si tratta di opere fittili realizzate verso il 1450-1460 circa da maestranze piemontesi che guardano verosimilmente al linguaggio tardogotico d'oltralpe. Nella decorazione della facciata vennero impiegate, oltre a rilievi di personaggi modellati in terracotta, figurine di angeli e putti ed altri motivi ornamentali ottenuti a stampo. La deperibilità del materiale impiegato ha comportato nei secoli numerosi interventi di restauro: i primi risalgono al 1666, mentre all'inizio del XX secolo si dovette procedere ad integrazioni più consistenti (come si osserva dalla tonalità più chiara dell'argilla).
Le decorazioni fittili si dispongono in modo da comporre un'alta ghimberga che arriva con le sue cordonature sino al colmo del tetto movimentando la semplicità della facciata a capanna; essa sottolinea, sul piano simbolico, l'ingresso della chiesa come porta del cielo. La cuspide della grande ghimberga è simbolicamente sorretta da dodici coppie di figure umane, sei a destra e sei a sinistra del portale; in ogni copia si riconosce un profeta (con in testa un pesante berretto o una corona regale) ed un apostolo (con la testa circondata da un'aureola), posti uno a fianco all'altro per sottolineare la continuità tra Vecchio e Nuovo Testamento. Ciascuna figura è sormontata da baldacchino, sul quale si appoggia la figura sovrastante.
Il portale, fortemente strombato, è impreziosito da altre sei figure di santi fra le quali si riconoscono Giacomo il Maggiore, Giovanni Battista, San Pietro e San Paolo. Al centro della lunetta, tra tracce di affreschi ormai illeggibili, è posto il bel rilievo in terracotta con il busto della Madonna col Bambino. Subito al di sopra della lunetta, si innalza una seconda e più piccola ghimberga, al centro della quale è posta la figura del Redentore, mentre sui lati troviamo le immagini dell'Angelo Annunziante e della Vergine Annunciata. Il vertice della piccola ghimberga si interseca con il rosone, nel quale si ripetono in cerchio teste barbate e altri motivi ornamentali.
In alto, nella grande cuspide compare un angelo che reca fra le braccia un tondo raggiato con al centro il monogramma del nome di Gesù reso celebre dalla predicazione di San Bernardino da Siena.
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The facade of the church, with its friezes and terracotta figures, is of considerable artistic interest. These are clay works made around 1450-1460 by Piedmontese workers who probably look to the late Gothic language of the Alps. In addition to reliefs of figures modeled in terracotta, figurines of angels and cherubs and other ornamental motifs obtained by mold were used in the decoration of the facade. The perishable nature of the material used has led to numerous restorations over the centuries: the first date back to 1666, while at the beginning of the twentieth century more substantial additions had to be made (as can be seen from the lighter shade of the clay).
The clay decorations are arranged in such a way as to compose a high gable that reaches with its creases up to the top of the roof, enlivening the simplicity of the gabled facade; on a symbolic level, it underlines the entrance to the church as a gate to heaven. The cusp of the great gable is symbolically supported by twelve pairs of human figures, six to the right and six to the left of the portal; in each copy we recognize a prophet (with a heavy cap or a royal crown on his head) and an apostle (with his head surrounded by a halo), placed side by side to emphasize the continuity between the Old and New Testament. Each figure is surmounted by a canopy, on which the figure above rests.
The heavily splayed portal is embellished with six other figures of saints including James the Greater, John the Baptist, St. Peter and St. Paul. At the center of the lunette, among traces of now illegible frescoes, is the beautiful terracotta relief with the bust of the Madonna and Child. Immediately above the lunette, a second and smaller gable rises, in the center of which the figure of the Redeemer is placed, while on the sides we find the images of the Announcing Angel and the Annunciated Virgin. The vertex of the little gable intersects with the rose window, in which bearded heads and other ornamental motifs are repeated in a circle.
Above, in the great cusp, an angel appears carrying a rounded circle in his arms with the monogram of the name of Jesus in the center made famous by the preaching of San Bernardino of Siena.
Just a simple few leaves and a very perishable chicory flower that I had just been photographing, floating in a dish.
The Old Scugog Road is famous for its holiday display of Christmas lights! You will have the chance to see the streets are light up with Christmas spirit and while you are there, drop off a non perishable food item for donation.
Every year, here we have thousands of cars and tour buses going through this beautiful neighborhood to view the awesome beauty of holiday lights show. This year, we will have a unique Christmas, green and wet...
Please sit back, turn of the lights and enjoy my Old Scugog Christmas Lights series, or play the slideshow...
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ZG3SKP 20 runs past one of the last standing orginal CNW searchlight signals. The SP heritage unit leads the way with UP 8604 trailing. 34 loads of produce for the CSXT to take to the east coast, as is. I really can't get enough of this shot, as someday sooner than later these classics will be gone.
At possibly one of the pedestrian crossings accessing the beach from Long Rock is an up seemingly perishables working at 16.30 with an unidentified Class 50 loco.
All very 'approximate' in detail but there was probably more interest for Penzance arrivals along this bi-directional track section.
25th March 1978
In Changpa tribe, women mainly do the milking, cooking, spinning, weaving and raising children, as well as tending the baby animals.
In winter, heavy snow will cut them off from the rest of the world, they have to plan and prepare everything on a summer.
Dairy products are converted into less perishable forms during the summer when the livestock are producing high levels of milk, animals are slaughtered early in the winter, after fattening up in the summer and while the weather is conducive for storage. 📷 : Sony ILCE-A7RM2
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在昌帕部落，婦女主要為孩子們擠奶，做飯，紡紗，編織和撫養，以及照顧嬰兒。
在冬天，大雪會將他們與世界其他地方隔絕，他們必須在夏天計劃和準備一切。
夏季，當牲畜生產高水平的牛奶時，乳製品會轉變為不易腐爛的形式，在夏季發胖後且天氣有利於儲存的情況下，冬季初將動物宰殺。
Clifton, Arizona
The building on the left was Antonio Spezia's Hay & Grain Store. The building on the right is a former laundromat and drugstore. Directly behind this building a visitor may see a Chase Creek cave. There are many caves behind commercial buildings on Chase Creek, owing to the fact buildings were built against the mountain. Caves were built to store valuables and perishables such as meat and vegetables. They frequently had rugged steel doors and sometimes were vented through a vertical shaft.
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Batu Ferringgi | Penang Island | Malaysia
Perishability in a photograph is important in a picture. If a photograph looks perishable we say, "Gee, I'm glad I have that moment." - John Loengard
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This enchanted garden is less than three hours from Toronto, and, because of it's eerie vibe, is the perfect spot to visit for those interested in the spooky and unusual.
The Screaming Heads are located in Burk's Falls, and is half-art gallery, half-outdoor playground.
This surreal property is owned and operated by the Screaming Heads artist himself, Peter Camani, on his 300-acre land.
Visitors are welcome to wander around and admire the 20-ft concrete sculptures that adorn his gardens, including heads and hands that seem to be exploding out of the earth - making the property feel otherworldly.
Often referred to as Ontario's Stonehenge, the arrangement of the artwork may seem random, but seen from above, you'll discover the concrete sculptures form the shape of a dragon.
The Screaming Heads of Midlothian is open year round, but perhaps is best seen in fall because of the vibrant autumn foliage of the Almaguin Highlands Region.
Although it's free to enter, there is a donation box at the entrance, and visitors are encouraged to bring donations of non-perishable food items for the Burk's Falls and District Food Bank.
InnovaLUG presents the Isles of Aura! Pop in some earbuds and listen as you look!
The 18th day of the 9th month.
I find myself in an irritating situation. A sudden storm struck two nights ago and broke the mainmast on my trusty trading ship. My partner took the boat to the nearest town to repair it while I took inventory of our remaining supplies, but that was many hours ago and he should be back. Probably off chit-chatting with his friends in town. He always was one for listening to all the gossip. He better get back before the trade winds turn or we’ll have a long wait and will lose some of the perishable goods. Hmmph.
Renier is a traveling merchant and peddler who makes his living transporting merchandise from one far-flung island to another, trading goods with farmers and settlers who rarely travel to cities and towns. This is his supply depot, a place to store goods between trips.
The part of the kitchen in Saltram House, that would have dealt with all the perishable dairy products.
FEC 5 AM job places 2 boxcars off spot near GlobeSource, a food exporter. It is believed these cars are loaded with something non perishable, maybe beer or dry goods. A reefer from Lineage Logistics and Amerigas empty front this portion of the 5am's 20 or so car train. This is the last task for the train which is short on time as the crew will expire at 1700
This very dead artichoke has been dead for quite some time. It was a prop for a scavenger hunt -- hollowed out and made into a lantern. After, I just stuck it in the fridge before we went away. More than a week later, it's still in there. LOL
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CNW GP50 5064 leads two UP SD40-2's and their train uphill at Dixon, Illinois on July 10, 1989. Upfront, carloads of frozen spuds headed to eastern destinations from Simplot and others in Idaho along with other possible perishables.
Our second morning on Donner pass would prove to be fairly busy shooting a total of five trains. Unfortunately our luck ran out at lunch when we realized there would be zero trains in the afternoon. The second eastbound we shot was alphabet soup reefer train ZDLGRP (or as i was informed by the experts priority Delfar, California to Green River, Wyoming perishables). Thanks again to Steven Welch for showing me this location and providing the transportation beyond where the rental was going to get me. I was told I could get a better angle if I stood upright on the tunnel portal, but I opted for the lower view without any broken bones. The train is about to duck into Tunnel #13 on the original track #1 with the west portal of Tunnel #42 on the left and Donner Lake below on the right.
Andover, California
August 7, 2016
Apologies for the close cropped, through the windshield shot, but I only had a small window of opportunity here!
Historic photos and other decor still remain in the old store, and I didn't see anyone that looked as if they would know the fate of those, or anything else in the old store. I only had time for a brief run through on lunch break.
Some of the smaller displays/shelves have already been removed, with several non-perishable items obviously not going to be restocked.
This photo was in Nick's photo album but I'm not sure it's one of of his as the print type is unlike others. No notes on the photo but these two Hymeks were in the last group that survived into early 1975. Hopefully
someone can I D this Western Region location.
I have an abiding memory of 7017's final days at Exeter St Davids in early March 1975. It had worked to Riverside yard on the 6V39 from Warrington and appeared in the station light engine via the goods line between platform 6 and the stabling point. After a few hours , it then went forward on the 4B17 Penzance - Bristol parcels and perishables.
The exact founding date of Frank A. Davey's Store is unknown, but it was one of the earliest in Garnet, built about 1898. Typical of western general stores of the time, Davey's Store sold, amoung other things, dry goods, shoes, jewelry, canned goods, mining tools and cuts of meat. The store boasted a hardware section and an office that weighed gold. In the 1910s it functioned as a post office. The meat and other perishables were stored in an icehouse that also contained three secret compartments built into the back wall. There, gold would safely await shipment down the hill. The annex was added to the east side of the store to keep a supply of essentials such as flour and sugar. These items were only sold in emergency situations, a policy that angered many of the townspeople. Frank Davey operated the store until 1947. Before moving to Garnet, Davey worked in the grocery department of the Missoula Mercantile which is now Macy's. Davey had recieved the patent for the Garnet Claim, so the majority of the town was built on his land. But it never made him rich. He died in 1947 while walking to one of his claims. His belongings, along with store items were auctioned off in 1948. This officially marked the passing of Garnet into a status of a ghost town.
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The concept translates into the archetypical lighthouse conical shape, reduced to its simplest expression and conformed to the lifeguard stand proportions and wrapped in aged wood. The Beacon will act as a temporary drop-off location for non-perishable items such as canned food or clothes.
Building upon last year’s participation from OCAD, Ryerson University and Laurentian University, 2017 sees teams from three schools submitting design concepts; University of Waterloo, University of Toronto and Humber College School of Media Studies & IT, School of Applied Technology. Source:https://www.canadianarchitect.com/exhibitions-installations/winter-stations-2017/1003737469/
Cu tren de alimente perisabile / fructe etc. de provenienta Cehia.
With perishable items (food) train from Czech Republic.
Valea Viilor, Arad
26.06.2023
Here’s the irony!
Marjorie reminds me that we gave this plaque as a gift to my parents some years ago. I’d forgotten. (I’m terrible at remembering gifts given or received. Not sure why, it’s just the way I’m wired I suppose.) Now I shake my head, for who could possibly subscribe to such an empty promise? Do you think people ever imagine their lives ending like this? So I’m done with empty slogans about the human condition. Nor is it enough to say that living well-off in a material world will guarantee that one does not suffer. For existential suffering, the sort of mental stress that comes when your worldview is challenged to the core, is in some ways a far more damaging condition to the soul.
The fact of suffering in this world may cause us to question the kind of God we do or do not believe in. It’s often said that we come into the world with nothing and take away nothing of material importance. But for those who have been subjected to real oppression and suffering, we’d want to hope for more than that. For me the idea that bullies and tyrants and incorrigibly evil people could go into the nothingness of beyond and never have to give an account for their behavior is truly disturbing (as is the corollary that we live in an accidental and meaningless universe).
Worse still is the idea that the innocent victims of injustice will not be recompensed for all the evil done against them, and makes me believe more strongly in a moral and just universe where all wrongs will be righted, and evil destroyed once and for all. All in good time. In what the ancient Greeks called the Telos, or the fullness of time.
In the traditional Christian funeral of Queen Elizabeth II we heard these words read out to all. They are the words of Paul, once a self-confessed sinful man who hunted early followers of Jesus to the death. After his personal transformation on the way to Damascus (where he had a vivid vision of Christ) he was determined to preach a gospel filled with hope to atone for his actions. We are not promised prosperity or freedom from suffering. Everything about this world is perishing with death the final destination in this life. But this is only half the story:
“When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come to pass: ‘Death has been swallowed up in victory. Where, O Death, is your victory? Where, O Death, is your sting?’” (1 Corinthians 15:54-55).
For people of faith that’s no mere slogan or imagined future. It’s either true or there’s nothing at all to hope for!
It is a 2.5m tall and 300m long platform which was used by King Jayavarman VII to view his victorious returning armies.
Most of the original structure has disappeared as it was built with perishable materials such as wood. What can be seen today is the ornate foundations which contain many carvings of elephants, hence the name “Terrace of the Elephants”. Главное назначение Террасы Слонов заключалось в том, что она выступала трибуной для короля и его приближенных, а также почетных гостей Ангкор Тома, отсюда они наблюдали за проходящими на Королевской площади церемониями, фестивалями и другими массовыми мероприятиями, проводившимися в городе. По некоторым данным в надстройке к Террасе находился королевский зал для приема гостей.
Посвящена буддизму, построена в стиле Байон.
Сооружена Терраса в конце XII в. в правление Джаявармана VII (Jayavarman VII, правил с 1181 по 1220 гг.), и дополнялась при последующих королях. Работы по очистке территории велись в начале XX в., восстановительные работы самой Террасы – в 60-70-х гг. XX в.
This is a fundraiser for the Calgary Food Bank. All these sculptures, based on the theme of Dr Seuss, were made of non-perishable food items purchased by the competing teams. All the items will be sent to the Calgary Food Bank for distribution to those in need...
U36C 8793 was leading SD40-2 5047 and F45 5984 on eastbound 901. I presume those are wine or perishables on the head end from northern California.
Saturday Self Challenge: Hinge
52 in 2024: Safe
A meat safe with fine mesh doors are a piece of early Australian history. These cabinets were used to keep flies away from their meat and other perishables, while at the same time allowing a flow of air. Some were designed to have wet canvas placed over the sides, adding an extra degree of coolness before the advent of refrigerators.
Until the early 2000s the railways of the west country were served by a variety of mail (and perishable) trains.
On 3rd August 1990, 47433 drops down the Fowey valley into Lostwithiel with an overnight Leeds to Penzance working.
“I see the man is back home again Sky. He was away for a few sleeps this time.”
“Yes, I had thought he might stay away for the weekend too. In fact, I had mentioned to Harrod, Wellington and that crazy tiny tiger that we might have yet another party.” Said Sky.
“He might go out, we could then have a small party, I suppose.” Said Bertie looking disappointed.
“No, we’ll wait and hope he goes away again soon. I added extra honey onto the shopping order and some chocolate buttons, plus Icecap wanted extra bags of ice and fish. They are all coming in the morning when he goes to visit a friend. I thought it best, as that gives us the most time to stash it away.” Said Sky smiling.
“I hope you didn’t order anything that is perishable, Sky.” Said Posh Bear opening his eyes after a snooze.
“No, I can’t have done Posh, I wouldn’t know a perishable if it stood up and I bumped into it. It doesn’t sound very nice to eat either.” Replied Sky.
“Perishables can rot and turn nasty.” Said Posh.
“I told you they didn’t sound nice. I’m sure I wouldn’t order any of them.”
“Did you order any fruits or vegetables, Sky?”
“What for, we don’t eat them?” Said Sky looking mystified.
“Well, they are what is known as perishables, Sky.”
“Then I did well to steer us clear of them, didn’t I? Posh, you know when I went out yesterday in the sunshine and tried to see if I could find some buzzy things to talk to about our honey supply?”
“Yes Sky, I remember, what about it?”
“Well, when I was outside and in the warm sun, I suddenly noticed there was two of me. I said to the other me that I was going to see if I could find buzzy things and maybe they might like to look in a different place but they just followed me around. Well, the really strange thing is that when the orange ball went behind a huge lump of fluff the other me ran away and I didn’t see him again. What is more, I haven’t seen the other me since. I just wondered if you had seen the other me about?”
“Sky, that was your shadow. They are only there when the orange ball is out and it wasn’t a real bear, it was just a copy of you.”
“But… but I am a real bear, Posh. I am; honest.” Said Sky looking upset at his friend.
“He is Posh, I know that Sky is a bear and he is one of my best friends ever.” Added Bertie.
“I am not saying that Sky isn’t a real bear, what I am saying is, that his shadow isn’t a real bear, it is just his shadow.” Argued Posh.
“Surely if I’m a real bear then my shadow is a real bear too. Posh, what is a shadow?” Is it something like a perishable, that goes rotten and just disappears after a while?” Asked Sky.
“No Sky, nothing like a perishable at all. It’s complicated, but you know that big orange ball up in the sky that hoomans call the sun?”
“The one that isn’t there at the moment you mean?” Asked Sky looking up at the ceiling.
“Yes, that is the one.”
“Posh, is the sun a perishable too?” Asked Bertie.
“No, forget about perishables for now. The sun sends light to this place where we are and where the light can’t reach, because something is in its way, that is a shadow.” Explained Posh.
“So, was I in the way of that big orange thingy then Posh? I wish it has said, then I’d have moved out of its way. I would have thought the other me would have mentioned it too. I still, think it is a bit rude not to say anything, don’t you Bertie? I think that maybe the orangey thing is perishable and that is why it often goes for a few days without saying anything.” Said Sky still trying to work it all out.
“I agree with you Sky, I am sure the orangey thingy is a perishable, and it could be that your shadow was perishable too. Furthermore, maybe, that is what the suntan lotion you saw on the man’s shopping list was for. Maybe, it is to make the orangey thingy last longer as it wouldn’t fit in the cold place when Icecap lives.” Suggested Bertie.
Posh looked from one to the other and then smiled.
“You know what chaps; I think you might we right but while you work it out for sure, I’m off for another sleep.”
“It’s an age thing you now Bertie, poor Posh is getting very old and needs to sleep lots more than we do.” Whispered Sky.
“Best we leave him alone for a bit, let’s go and chat to Elli and see what she can tell us about perishable orangey things that live high up in the air.”
For many a year a factory roof at Woodhouse Mill just south of Treeton on the 'Old Road' has been in a state of disrepair , recently the owners have sorted this by taking all the tiles off . Below is used for storage now , hopefully given the recent rain , nothings perishable .
Its August Bank Holiday Monday and with the ECML blocked at Newark , 66117 approaches with the 4E26 0809 Dollands Moor - Scunthorpe Redbourne Sidings . On the Saturday the service ran up the Midland Main Line via Dronfield and Sheffield Midland .
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Thunder is booming, rattling windows. Trees are bending and swaying as if keeping time to the thunder and the sound of the pouring rain. Our power has been going out, not sure what's to come. Matteo and Theo very talkative and edgy. Coincidently, just before this started (about an hour or so ago) we were discussing shopping for our annual hurricane supplies (lots and lots of water, batteries, litter, the cats' special food, and non-perishables for us.
About 15 years ago we were double whammied by Hurricanes Francis and Jean. At that time, we almost lost our house. We had to relocate for a year because the entire area was devasted and contractors were busy as bees. As it is, we were almost swindled by those we did hire (almost, because dad didn't raise a fool), but to this day I curse them and their shoddy work.
ANYWAY, the reason behind this tiny violin worthy narrative 🎻 is to explain why I might not be here (on Flickr) tomorrow or days to come. Our power company works diligently, but one never knows.
IF the sun truly does out tomorrow, then nevermind. 😉
Cavendish Mews is a smart set of flats in Mayfair where flapper and modern woman, the Honourable Lettice Chetwynd has set up home after coming of age and gaining her allowance. To supplement her already generous allowance, and to break away from dependence upon her family, Lettice has established herself as a society interior designer, so her flat is decorated with a mixture of elegant antique Georgian pieces and modern Art Deco furnishings, using it as a showroom for what she can offer to her well heeled clients.
Today we are in the very modern and up-to-date 1920s kitchen of Lettice’s flat: Edith her maid’s preserve. It is early morning, which is always Edith’s favourite time of day, for before Lettice arises, she can get a lot of her household chores done without interruption and without interrupting her mistress. With the airing, dusting and straightening of the flat’s main rooms done, as the clock nears eight, Edith can focus on preparing Lettice’s breakfast.
If Lettice were at her family home in Wiltshire, as an unmarried lady she would not be permitted to have breakfast in bed, that luxury reserved for married women like her mother only. However, in London, and under her own roof, no such stricture applies, so Edith sets about preparing her mistress’ breakfast tray. Sighing with satisfaction as she takes in a breath of cool morning air through the open window, the young maid stands at the deal pine kitchen table and places a pretty floral edged plate, and egg cup onto the dark wooden tray where they join a sliver salt shaker and pepper pot. She listens to the chirp of birds as she turns around and goes to the kitchen’s cutlery drawer and withdraws two spoons and a knife which she adds to the tray. Morning is the only time she really hears the birds, as within an hour, the streets around Cavendish Mews will be busy with the splutter of motor cars and the chug of buses and their noise will drown out the pretty songs of the birds who make their homes between the chimney pots and in the gardens of the surrounding Mayfair houses.
The sound of the brass kettle boiling on the stove breaks into her consciousness, and Edith turns and takes it off the hob. She picks up a small brass pan and adds water from the kettle and covers it with a lid and places it over an unlit burner.
Going to the meat safe near the back door Edith withdraws one of the bottles of milk left at the back door of the flat by the milkman even before she was out of bed, and a white carboard box with blue writing on it that proudly advertises eggs from Alexander Auld, by appointment to His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales. “Why on earth the Prince of Wales needs eggs from Aberdeen in Scotland is beyond me.” she mutters to herself as she lifts the lid and takes out a pristine white egg from the box. “Eggs are eggs. They all taste the same, no matter where they come from.” Her beau Frank Leadbetter, who is the delivery boy for Mr. Willison the local grocers, told her that if the Prince of Wales wanted Scottish eggs, who were they to question it, and always adds that she should feel lucky to eat eggs from the same farm that the Prince’s eggs come from. She shakes her head as she takes the egg over to the stove and puts it into the pot of freshly boiled water.
Returning to the table she pours creamy white milk into a jug that matches the egg cup and plate and places it on the tray. She picks up the jar of Golden Shred Orange Marmalade* and scoops orange jewel like gelatinous preserve from the jar and deposits it into a silver preserve pot. “Blast!” Edith mutters as a stray drop falls from her spoon and lands on the left cuff of her blue and white striped morning uniform where it seeps and bleeds into the fabric. Scraping what hasn’t been absorbed into the pot, she goes to the sink, runs the cold water tap and soaks a cleaning cloth under the clear stream before sponging the mark before it sets. Returning to the table, shaking her left arm half in irritation and half in a pointless effort to dry her now damp cuff, she puts the lid on the preserve pot.
She returns to the stove and takes up the kettle and pours hot water over the scoops of Lyon’s** tealeaves in the bottom of the floral patterned teapot that matches the rest of the crockery on the tray. With a satisfying clink, she drops the lid into the hole in the top.
“Oh my giddy aunt! The post!” Edith gasps, putting both her hands to her head. “I’d forget my head sometimes if it weren’t screwed on.”
Snatching up the slice of white bread she has freshly cut from the loaf on the table, she puts it in the gleaming silver toaster and takes up the letters and the magazine that have been delivered with the first post of the day.*** Edith goes through what is there.
“Looks like a formal invitation to something.” she murmurs as she holds up to the light one larger envelope of a higher quality than two others, which from the addresses she notes are from tradesmen, and tries to peer through the thick creamy white envelope. “I wonder if it’s an invitation to a ball, now that the Season has started up. Whose I wonder?”
Putting it down she then notices that the magazine that has been delivered is Country Life**** which Lettice does not subscribe to. “That’s odd.” She screws up her face and ponders the magazine featuring the grand colonnaded Georgian façade of a country house with its mistress descending its stairs on the cover. Then gasping with excitement, Edith remembers overhearing her mistress saying something about an interior she completed recently. Friends of Lettice, Margot and Dickie Channon, were gifted a Recency country “cottage residence” called ‘Chi an Treth’ (Cornish for ‘beach house’) in Penzance as a wedding gift by the groom’s father, the Marquess of Taunton when the pair were married in October 1921. Margot in her desire to turn ‘Chi an Treth’ from a dark Regency house to a more modern country house flooded with light, commissioned Lettice to help redecorate some of the principal rooms in a lighter and more contemporary style, befitting a modern couple like the Channons. Lettice decamped to Penzance for a week where she oversaw the painting and papering of ‘Chi an Treth’s’ drawing room, dining room and main reception room, before fitting the rooms out with a lorryload of new and repurposed furnishings, artwork and objets d’arte that she had sent down weeks prior to her arrival from her London warehouse. With the rooms redecorated under Lettice’s adept hands where once there was dark red paint, modern white geometric wallpaper hangs, and where formal, uncomfortable and old fashioned furnishings sat, more modern pieces dispersed by a select few original items give the rooms a lighter, more relaxed and more contemporary 1920s country house feel. The redecoration came to the attention of Dickie’s friend Henry Tipping***** who as well as being Dickie’s chum is also the Architectural Editor of Country Life, and after viewing it, he arranged for it to be featured in the magazine.
Opening the magazine, Edith flits through the different editorials before coming across the one about ‘Chi an Treth’ towards the middle. As she reads and looks at the many photographs of her mistress’ beautiful interior, her neutral face comes to life and she smiles as her eyes glisten. “Oh-ho!” she chortles, her cheeks reddening. “This will be thumb in the eye****** for Miss Lettice’s mother. She won’t be able to be dismissive of her decorating now.”
It is only as she is drinking in the beauty of Mr. and Mrs. Channon’s fashionable looking drawing rom that Edith realises that she has been so absorbed in reading the article that she didn’t hear the toast pop. Turning her head, she sees the slice poking its golden brown top out of the gleaming silvered toaster. Reluctantly putting the copy of Country Life down, she goes and picks up the toast with her right thumb and forefinger and brings it back to Lettice’s breakfast tray where she puts it on the plate. Adding a teacup and saucer in a matching pattern to the plate, egg cup and jug, she returns to the stove and removes the perfectly four minute boiled egg from the pot with a slotted spoon, and deposits it in the egg cup.
Placing the teapot onto the tray, she slips the letters into the pocket on the front of her apron, puts the copy of Country Life under her left arm and picks up the breakfast tray.
“Today is the day.” Edith says aloud with a smile as she pushes at the bottom of the door leading from the kitchen into the flat’s hallway with the toe of her shoe. “The day that Miss Lettice’s work is properly recognised is here. She is going to be so pleased.”
*Golden Shred orange marmalade still exists today and is a common household brand both in Britain and Australia. They are produced by Robertson’s. Robertson's Golden Shred recipe perfected since 1874 is a clear and tangy orange marmalade, which according to their modern day jars is “perfect for Paddington’s marmalade sandwiches”. Robertson's marmalade dates back to 1874 when Mrs. Robertson started making marmalade in the family grocery shop in Paisley, Scotland.
**Unlike today where mail is delivered on a daily or even sometimes only every few days basis, there were several deliveries done a day when this story is set. At the height of the postcard mania in 1903, London residents could have as many as twelve separate visits from the mailman. By 1923 it had been scaled back somewhat, but in London it would not be unusual to receive post three or four times a day.
*** Lyons Tea was first produced by J. Lyons and Co., a catering empire created and built by the Salmons and Glucksteins, a German-Jewish immigrant family based in London. Starting in 1904, J Lyons began selling packaged tea through its network of teashops. Soon after, they began selling their own brand Lyons Tea through retailers in the UK, Ireland and around the world. In 1918, Lyons purchased Hornimans and in 1921 they moved their tea factory to J. Lyons and Co., Greenford at that time, the largest tea factory in Europe. In 1962, J Lyons and Company (Ireland) became Lyons Irish Holdings. After a merger with Allied Breweries in 1978, Lyons Irish Holdings became part of Allied Lyons (later Allied Domecq) who then sold the company to Unilever in 1996. Today, Lyons Tea is produced in England. Lyons Tea was a major advertiser in the early decades of RTÉ Television, featuring the "Lyons minstrels" and coupon-based prize competitions.
****Country Life is a British weekly perfect-bound glossy magazine that is a quintessential English magazine founded in 1897, providing readers with a weekly dose of architecture, gardens and interiors. It was based in London at 110 Southwark Street until March 2016, when it became based in Farnborough, Hampshire. The frontispiece of each issue usually features a portrait photograph of a young woman of society, or, on occasion, a man of society.
*****Henry Tipping (1855 – 1933) was a French-born British writer on country houses and gardens, garden designer in his own right, and Architectural Editor of the British periodical Country Life for seventeen years between 1907 and 1910 and 1916 and 1933. After his appointment to that position in 1907, he became recognised as one of the leading authorities on the history, architecture, furnishings and gardens of country houses in Britain. In 1927, he became a member of the first committee of the Gardens of England and Wales Scheme, later known as the National Gardens Scheme.
******I am unsure of the origins of the saying “to shove a thumb in one’s eye”, but its meaning is to open someone’s eyes to the obvious, but not necessarily in a welcome way.
This domestic scene may not be all that it appears, for it is made up completely of items from my 1:12 miniatures collection.
Fun things to look for in this tableau include:
The copy of Country Life sitting on the table that is the lynchpin of this chapter was made by me to scale using the cover of a real 1923 edition of Country Life.
The panoply of things required by Edith to make Lettice’s breakfast that cover her deal kitchen table come from various different suppliers. The lacquered wooden breakfast tray and the pretty breakfast crockery came from specialist stockist of miniatures on E-Bay. The box of eggs in the background comes from Shepherds Miniatures in the United Kingdom. The slice of toast on the plate comes from Kathleen Knight’s Doll House in the United Kingdom. The bottle of milk in the background comes from Beautifully Handmade Miniatures in Kettering, as do the pieces of cutlery. The jar of Golden Shred marmalade in the foreground comes Little Things Dollhouse Miniatures in Lancashire as does the box of Lyon’s Tea in the background. The sliced load of bread comes from Polly’s Pantry Miniatures. The lidded silver preserve pot comes from Smallskale Miniatures in the United Kingdom. The silver salt and pepper shakers are part of a larger cruet set made by Warwick Miniatures in Ireland, who are well known for the quality of the detail in their pieces.
Edith’s Windsor chair in the background is a hand-turned 1:12 artisan miniature which came from America. Unfortunately, the artist did not carve their name under the seat, but it is definitely an unmarked artisan piece.
To the left of the sink is the food safe with a mop leaning against it. In the days before refrigeration, or when refrigeration was expensive, perishable foods such as meat, butter, milk and eggs were kept in a food safe. Winter was easier than summer to keep food fresh and butter coolers and shallow bowls of cold water were early ways to keep things like milk and butter cool. A food safe was a wooden cupboard with doors and sides open to the air apart from a covering of fine galvinised wire mesh. This allowed the air to circulate while keeping insects out. There was usually an upper and a lower compartment, normally lined with what was known as American cloth, a fabric with a glazed or varnished wipe-clean surface. Refrigerators, like washing machines were American inventions and were not commonplace in even wealthy upper-class households until well after the Second World War.