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Quite a poor selfie effort but it was all a bit tense at the front 😂. I decided I wanted to go for a PB time so needed to get through the start line early on. There were a lot of ‘proper’ runners and a lot of jostling. I love the blue skies and the skyline in the background. Perfect running weather. My strategy paid off and I was happy with my time 🏃♀️🙌
William at the start of WW2 when he had just been assigned as an anti tank gunner with the royal artillary. Not long after this photo was taken he joined his regiment as part of the Eighth Army in North Africa.
Beginnings
Fellow Flickr friend Trev and I have decided to challenge each other with a weekly theme to shoot and post.
Yes a very trite image...I hope I get into a good groove before too long :)
The start of a sunset has to be one of the most beautiful things to see! I loved the pink reflections in the water
I deleted my old account here in Flickr. I wanted to start fresh. I might upload my old favorites, but I might not. I want to have everything new here... I'm tired of the old. So here's to the new, a fresh start.
And the 2011 race season has started with a great break from the grid by Bob Hedge with his Victor Tornado Edge!
Jack lawn and Irwin Weeder have a fender bender coming around rose bush rockery, looks like Irwin has cut in short after swerving to miss the hose reel.
Another Aussie tradition gone!
No more hearing the practice runs Saturday with the roar of V8's Sunday.
new haircut. new me.
and I hope maybe a brand new start...
We will make a brand new start
From the pieces torn apart
The break of day is before us
Cast your sorrows to the wind
Let the highway take us in
As we escape the disorder
Alter Bridge - Brand new start
ps: I love my D80 <3
spotted this at stART the street arts festival on sunday in worcester. (yep, i asked his dad and him if i could take his picture first.) love that his parents let him choose his hairstyle-- wonder what his teachers think??
A day out in London of a Saturday morning requires planning. Jools arranged for shopping to be dropped on Thursday afternoon, meaning we did not have to go on Saturday morning.
Then setting alarms so that we got to Priory station at half seven ready for the quarter to eight train.
Jools went to get tickets, and I went to the corner greasy spoon to get sausage and bacon sticks and brews. So that when the train rolled at twenty to, we climbed on board, sitting at a table and starting on our breakfast.
Leaving at that time meant it was already light, so we could see the countryside rolling by until we got to Ashford, then flash by once we got on the high speed line, zooming up to Ebbsfleet and then under the Thames into Essex and on to Stratford.
We got out at Stratford, caught the DLR to the regional station, then changing DLR lines for the trains heading for Lewisham.
At Pudding Mill Lane, where we used to watch steam tours on the Great Eastern Main Line, a new station has been built to allow for the entrances to the Elizabeth Line tunnels, and next door is the Abba theatre.
We have been talking about going, so Jools checks prices for the show, and amazed that some are nearly £200! Prices next June are £99, but still for seeing a video recreation rather than the band themselves.
The train rattled on, turning south where the old Bryant and May match factory used to be. The building is still there but seems to be business units or flats now.
Passing the old factory used to be the cue for my Granddad to get us standing up and gathering our coats and bags as we were five minutes from Liverpool Street.
Instead, we took the line south through Bow and towards the crystal towers of Docklands and Canary and other Wharves.
I texted Graham to say we were on our way, and he replied to say he was 5 minutes from Canary Wharf. I said we would be there in a few minutes, maybe we would meet there?
Through Poplar and into the 21st century hellscape that is Docklands, we get off on platform 1, and our next train is waiting on platform 2. Jools walks over, I lag behind, scouring the platform for Graham.
Then as I reach the doors, and the electronic bleeps announcing departure, Graham reaches us and comes on board.
Doors close and the train departs, taking tight turns around the skyscrapers before heading to the river, and after Mudschute, dives under the river for Greenwich.
We get off at Cutty Sark, so named after a tea clipper, and find the way out signed to a flight of 125 steps to street level.
I sigh and follow Jools and Graham up, regretting my life choices.
But I made it to the top, and a short walk we called in at a coffee shop for a refill and wait for the Cutty Sark itself to open.
Although the story of the Cutty Sark and the other tea clippers is very interesting, I wanted to come for purely photographic reasons, to snap the prow and the glazed roof that protects the old dry dock.
We pay to go on, and enter the ship, going up two flights of steps onto the deck, where the masts and rigging tower high above. Remember, sailors used to have to climb up these and gather in sails, and all weathers and on all seas, no matter their state.
Hardy buggers.
Cabins were small and on deck, as all space down below was for cases of tea only, to keep them dry and in perfect condition.
Then down through the visitor centre to the bottom of the dry dock, and the copper bottom of the ship, suspended so that shots looking along and up the prow could be taken.
Which I took plenty of.
Above the roofs of the shops and pubs,the tower of the parish church, St Alphage, Greenwich, which is an usual dedication, but turns out this was the site where the titular Saint was martyred in the 11th century.
Graham had never found it open, but I had checked online and it was due to open at eleven, ten minutes ago. So we walked towards the church, dodging through the traffic and arrived at the church gate.
The south doors were closed, as were the north, so I began to doubt myself. But a nearby sight indicated that the main entrance was on the south side, so we went back round.
And one of the doors was indeed ajar.
Bingo.
Bango.
Bongo.
We climbed the steps and went in, and were met my quiet the most friendly and informative volunteer I think I have ever met.
Interesting details were pointed out, and those hidden were shown, including the location of the font where King Henry XIII was christened, and the last surviving part of the second church's wall.
The church, which is after Hawksmoor, is a delight, though gutted during the blitz, so most glass is now lost, though the Victorian is of good quality.
We were here for the Mars display in the Painted Hall at the Greenwich Naval College.
We have been here before, but some 15 years back at least, so a return was overdue, though the sumptuous painting would be partly hidden by the 7m model of the planet Mars.
We have seen the artist's Moon work at the Maritime Museum nearby, but also in Denver back in 2017. But seemed to have missed his "Earth", I'm sure it'll come round again.
We walked through the college grounds, into the painted hall, exchanged vouchers for tickets and climbed the two sets of stairs into the hall itself.
The view opened out, and the first impression was amazing, Mars at the far end, suspended and slowly turning, with the painted hall as a background. And a helmeted Mar looking down at the planet named after him, a great juxtaposition.
We took and hour to take it all in, then talked about going to the Chapel, which we were not sure was open.
At the base of the stairs, we found the entrance to a passageway, with sign pointing to the Chapel, could this lead all the way under the formal gardens?
Yes. Yes it could. And did.
Up spiral staircases to the lobby, then up a formal stairway flanked by statues of Faith, Hope, Charity and Meekness, into the church, a delight, without much in the way of painting to match the hall opposite, but stunning all the same, and few folks had made it over, so we soaked up the building and details, and fittings.
Time was getting on, and thoughts turned to food. So, we left and headed out to the narrow path beside the river, where high tide meant water was lapping at our feet, but we powered back towards the High Road, and the cluster of pubs and other eateries.
Beside the Cutty Sark was the Gipsy Moth pub, but that was full, so we walked on and found a table beside the fire in the Spanish Galleon, a Shepherd Neame's pub, but they had tables and a great looking menu.
We got pints of Whitstable Bay, and ordered burgers each, all in a great end to the trip where we did all we set out to do, and now rounded it off with a pub lunch.
We ate the burgers with pints of Bishop's Finger, now a timid 5.2% rather than the 7% in days of yore, but still full of flavour.
Time to go home. Back to Cutty Sark DLR station, down in the lift this time, and straight on a train heading north. Change at Canary Wharf, where our train to Stratford was also waiting.
We said goodbye to Graham, hopped on, and the doors closed, so we moved off north.
Back at Stratford, down the steps to the concourse, and straight onto a train going to the International Station, we got on, and so were on the platforms for Kent a full ten minutes before the train was due.
When it came, there were a few seats, so I got to sit and rest by back after the 11,000 steps done, so while darkness fell outside, I kept up to date with the football, Norwich 2-2 with Luton at half time, but scoring twice in the second half to win 4-2, and make it 12 goals scored in three games over seven days.
By the time final whistle went, we were back home, and supping fresh brews as we rested, taking our shoes off.
A brilliant day out.
The West Ham fans we had seen on the DLR were going to their home game against Arsenal, which was on TV at half five. Not the game they were hoping for, as Arsenal were 5-2 by halftime, though no more goals scored in the second half, but worthy of that first half to have watched.
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St Alfege Church is an Anglican church in the centre of Greenwich, part of the Royal Borough of Greenwich in London. It is of medieval origin and was rebuilt in 1712–1714 to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor.
The church is dedicated to Alfege (also spelt "Alphege"), Archbishop of Canterbury, and reputedly marks the place where he was martyred on 19 April 1012, having been taken prisoner during the sack of Canterbury by Danish raiders the previous year. The Danes took him to their camp at Greenwich and killed him when the large ransom they demanded was not forthcoming.[1]
The church was rebuilt in around 1290, and Henry VIII was baptized there in 1491.
The patronage of the church was given to the abbey at Ghent during the 13th century. Following the suppression of alien priories under Henry V, it was granted to the priory at Sheen with which it remained until transferred to the Crown by exchange under Henry VIII in 1530.[1]
During a storm in 1710 the medieval church collapsed, its foundations having been weakened by burials both inside and outside.
Following the collapse of the medieval church, the present building was constructed, funded by a grant from the Commission for Building Fifty New Churches, to the designs of Nicholas Hawksmoor, one of the commission's two surveyors. The first church to be built by the commissioners, it was begun in 1712 and basic construction was completed in 1714;[2] it was not, however, consecrated until 1718.[3] The church was built by Edward Strong the Younger a friend of Christopher Wren the Younger.
The church is rectangular in plan with a flat ceiling and a small apse serving as a chancel. The east front, towards the street, has a portico in the Tuscan order, with a central arch cutting through the entablature and pediment—a motif used in Wren's "Great Model" for St Paul's Cathedral.[3] A giant order of pilasters runs around the rest of the church, a feature Kerry Downes suggests may have been added by Thomas Archer, who, according to the minutes of the commission, "improved" Hawksmoor's plans.[2] On the north and south sides of the churchwide projecting vestibules rise to the full height of the building, with steps leading up to the doors.[3]
Hawksmoor planned a west tower, in the position of the existing one, which had survived the collapse. However the commission was reluctant to fund it, and the medieval tower was retained. In 1730 John James refaced it, and added a spire. Hawksmoor's design, published in an engraving in 1714, had an octagonal lantern at the top, a motif he was later to use at St George in the East.
The crypt served as an air-raid shelter during World War II. During the Blitz on 19 March 1941, incendiary bombs landed on the roof causing it to collapse, burning into the nave. The walls and the tower remained standing but much of the interior was gutted. The church was restored by Sir Albert Richardson in 1953. As part of the post-war restorations, stencils of Mary the Mother of Jesus and St John the Evangelist were installed either side of the Cross (forming a traditional rood) in the side chapel of St Alfege with St Peter by the tempera artist Augustus Lunn.
The present organ was installed in 2001, having been relocated from the Lower Chapel at Eton College, with some minor changes.[6] It is an 1891 Lewis & Co instrument, with modifications in 1927 by A. Hunter & Son and 1970 by Harrison & Harrison.[7]
Additionally, there is a small, six-stop moveable organ located in the north aisle, by W & A Boggis of Diss from c 1960, with a later restoration by Mander Organs.
he previous organ had a long history. It dated from the 16th century (when St Alfege was recorded as having a pair of organs). The National Pipe Organ Register does not record its present whereabouts. However, a three manual drawstop console is on display at the West End of the South aisle. This may incorporate keys from the time of the composer Thomas Tallis,[9] who was buried in the chancel of the medieval church in the 16th century. The organ was restored in 1706 by Thomas Swarbrick, with further restorations and modifications by Dallam (1765), George England (1770) and J. W. Walker & Sons Ltd (1840, 1853 and 1863).[9][10] It was further restored and rebuilt in 1875 by Joseph Robson and Benjamin Flight,[11] modified by Lewis & Co in 1910[12] and rebuilt by R. Spurden Rutt & Co in 1934. By this point it had grown to 47 stops.[13] It survived the bomb damage of 1941 and was rebuilt, again by R Spurden Rutt, in 1953, with 55 stops.
A walk around my neighbourhood.
Spring time in the City, Christchurch September 26, 2015 New Zealand.
After landing in Anchorage I was on my way to Whittier for a boat tour around Prince William Sound. I couldn't believe the vast beauty of the landscape along the Seward Highway. I couldn't resist the early morning light and stopped a couple of times to capture the highlighted mountain tops. It was a great start to my Alaskan adventure.
Started legitily doing the whole YOLO shit
Woke up and it was pouring rain, so instead of staying inside all day we decided so go swimming in 50 degree weather and go boogy boarding through the grass. Livin life to the fullest lolzz
Holding hands prior to the start of the repechage of the Women's Quadruple Sculls race at the world championships under 23, Bosbaan, Amsterdam.
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This 2016 New Flyer XN40 is seen departing Modesto Transit Center on the Route 36. Waiting for a quick second for the railroad crossing, this New Flyer will make up the lost time by flying down the road today.
©FranksRails Photography, LLC.
Chassis n° XL9AA11G26Z363110
Zoute Sale - Bonhams
Estimated : € 400.000 - 500.000
Sold for € 575.000
Zoute Grand Prix 2024
Knokke - Zoute
België - Belgium
October 2024
The Spijker company started out as coachbuilders in Amsterdam before constructing its first automobile in 1898. Spijker was technologically adventurous, introducing the first six-cylinder car with four-wheel drive and all-round brakes in 1903, by which time the name had changed to the more internationally acceptable 'Spyker'. Faced with a downturn in demand for its large luxury cars the firm merged with the Dutch aircraft manufacturer, N.V. and in 1915 adopted the Latin moto 'Nulla tenaci invia est via' ('For the tenacious no road is impassable'). A horizontal, two-bladed propeller was chosen as the company emblem and both it and the motto were used by the modern-day Spyker company.
Despite a reputation for quality and the achievement of some notable competition successes, the original Spyker company disappeared in 1925. Its name and reputation for producing well-engineered, high-performance motor cars had not been forgotten though, and an entirely new Spyker possessing the same goals emerged in 1999. Founded by Victor Muller and Maarten de Bruijn, the reconstituted company was set up to manufacture exclusive sports cars commencing with the Spyker C8, which debuted at the Birmingham International Motor Show in October 2000.
An advanced, mid-engined, two-seat barchetta, the C8 was powered by a 4.2-litre Audi V8 engine producing approximately 400bhp and had a top speed of around 300km/h (186mph). The C8's ultra-stiff spaceframe chassis was constructed using a combination of aluminium sheet and extrusions, while the aluminium body panels were supplied by Coventry Prototype Panels in the UK and Karmann in Germany. Variations on the theme were not long in coming: in February 2001 the C8 Laviolette coupé appeared at the Amsterdam Motor Show to be followed by the more powerful twin-turbocharged C8 Spyder T.
Despite its 'new kid on the block' status, Spyker succeeded in establishing a strong presence in the supercar market. Indeed, the C8 won instant acclaim, receiving the Institute of Vehicle Engineers Design Award soon after its introduction. In 2002 the first competition version, the C8 Double12R endurance racer, was entered by the Spyker Squadron factory racing team at Le Mans. On 14th July 2005, it was announced that the C8 was approved for sale on the United States market.
The last C8 Spyder built, chassis number '110' left the factory in 2014, just before Spyker went into bankruptcy. The chassis number is featured on the side-skirt badging, making it evident this is the final car built and the last to leave the factory. It is finished in the unique colour combination of Gunmetal Grey Metallic with very rare buckskin leather interior. Only two cars were delivered with this interior we're advised.
The factory specification sheet for the C8 lists numerous options and quotes a maximum power output of 450PS (443bhp) and a top speed of 320km/h (198mph). '110' is a fully optioned example, as confirmed by Jasper Den Dopper, founder of marque specialists SpykerEnthusiast in the Netherlands. We are advised by Mr den Dopper that this car has the desirable, less service-intensive, new-type engine, which does not require the belts to be changed every five years. Other notable features include the rare leather luggage set; periscope rear view mirror; red painted brake calipers; the rare 'propeller' steering wheel; and a limited-slip differential.
Initially a factory demonstrator, '110' was constructed entirely from scratch using new components and was delivered new to a German Spyker collector before finding its way back to the Netherlands with the help of Jasper den Dopper. In 2020 SpykerEnthusiast enhanced chassis '110' with the propeller steering wheel, 4-point harnesses and various other upgrades. In October 2023 it has been serviced, including the installation of a new battery. Having covered 'delivery mileage', only some 740 kilometres from new, this ultra exclusive, extremely desirable and unique Dutch supercar is offered with German registration documents.
An African Oradour...
Barlonyo (also Bar Lonyo, meaning "field of wealth" in Luo) is a village in northern Uganda near Lira town. Here follows the text of the remembrance book for the massacre of 2014, made by residents themselves.
The survivors perform regularly an re-enactment of what happened in their village. The pictures were made in November 2016, at the same time while the International Criminal Court (ICC) was starting the trials of the main suspect of the massacre, former LRA commander Dominic Ongwen.
THIS MEMORY BOOK IS BASED ON DOCUMENTATIONS OF THE MASSACRE CONDUCTED BY THE JUSTICE AND RECONCILIATION PROJECT (JRP), IN ADDITION TO FOCUS GROUP DISCUSSIONS HELD BY COLLABORATIVE TRANSITIONS AFRICA (CTA).
CTA CONTRIBUTES TO BUILDING LASTING PEACE AFTER VIOLENT CONFLICT IN AFRICA BY AIDING INNOVATIVE, LOCAL, INITIATIVES AND IDEAS OF SURVIVORS TO HELP THEIR OWN COMMUNITIES COPE AND RECOVER.
FOR ANY THOUGHTS OR COMMENTS, PLEASE SEE CTA WEBSITE WWW.CTAFRICA.ORG
Barlonyo martyr village
Before the War
Since 1986, a civil war has taken place between the Government of Uganda and the Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA). Before the war the Langi people of Lira district and the people of Barlonyo made a living by farming and taking care of the livestock.
Barlonyo means “place of wealth”; a piece of land where people can be wealthy with hard work. Previously, life around Barlonyo was characterized by hunting, fishing, traditional dances and storytelling, and the cultivation of crops, small businesses and cattle rearing,
The civil war lead to the creation of displacement camps in Lira and disrupted their way of life.
After a government offensive called “Operation Iron Fist” in late 2002, Lira district became even more insecure. The LRA began attacking civilians in Lira district and as a result, nearby civilians in Lira voluntarily created Barlonyo camp between September and November 2002. Barlonyo is 26 km north of Lira town and sits next to the River Moroto.
In the afternoon of 21 February 2004, over 300 people were murdered in less than three hours and thousands were displaced to neighbouring camps.
This book is to remember and honour the lives of those who were killed and affected by the massacre. It is also meant to recognize how Barlonyo has moved forward after the massacre, and to memorialize their story so the next generation in Barlonyo does not allow such an atrocity to happen again.
Timeline of massacre events:
Times are approximated based on eye-witness testimony
5:00 pm
300 LRA gather in the fields outside of Barlonyo to receive attack instructions from Okot Odhiambo. According to one soldier who participated in the raid, Odhiambo told the LRA soldiers: “I have received order from the high command of the LRA. You are to kill every living Thing. Kill the old people, kill the adults, kill the government soldiers, and abduct all the young children and boys.”
Several civilians spot the rebels and try to alert the camp. The LRA becomes suspicious of the civilians who had run Back to the camp and they started to shoot in their direction. The rebels fired an RPG (Rocket-Propelled Grenade) toward the detach. At this time one person is shot.
5:30 pm
The LRA, headed by 7 fighters, splits into 3 groups. One group attacks the militia detach and sets it on fire. 28 soldiers and some of the family members were in the barracks and all were killed in the attack. The groupe attacking the detach then continues on the main camp.
The camp residents did not realize that the detach was being attacked and were doing activities such as bathing, cooking, drinking and playing cards when the LRA arrived. The other two groups surrounded the main camp and begin massacring civilians and abducting others. There were over 300 LRA rebels with 100 guns, a bomb, two J2s, Ak-47 and clubs and sticks. A small gap of fighters on the western side of the camp allows some civilians, Amuka and LDU to escape. Some hide in the bushes and others run to Ogur.
7:30 pm
After the massacre was over Odhiambo blew his whistle, gathered the rebels under a tree, and tied all of the new abductees to the tree. At least 24 people were kidnapped and taken to carry looted goods or serve in the rank and file of the LRA. They marched their captives, most laden with heavy food stuffs and luggage to the river Moroto (3 km away).
8:30 pm
Several people struggled to cross the deep river and were punished for their caution. One woman spilled millet as she stumbled, and was promptly chopped to death with a panga. Twenty people were killed by the LRA at the River Moroto by smashing their heads and stabbing them with bayonets. The group carries on into Okwang.
By the end of the massacre over 300 residents of Barlonyo were shot, mutilated with pangas, beaten to death with sticks or pierced with bayonets. Many others were burned to death after following instructions to enter their homes. Those who tried to escape were killed. No one was spared and after only three hours, the LRA retreated from the camp.
Remembering the dead:
There is a cement mass grave and memorial statue commemorating the massacre of Barlonyo camp. As seen above, the official government record claims that only 121 were massacred at Barlonyo even though the death toll was over 300 people according to community members and the camp commanders list. The actual number can never be known, as many lost were young children or left no one to account for them.
Every year a prayer ceremony takes place on 21 February to remember the massacre. Representatives from the government attend and the entire community comes together to pray for the massacre victims: “The prayer ceremonies are good because people from other places come together. It makes them know people love them, council them, it makes them normal.”
Some survivors hold on to some of the possessions of los friends and family members as a way of remembering them. For those who did not have their hut burned down, objects such as ID cards, cooking pots, and clothing are a way to remember their lost loved ones.
A group of Barlonyo community members performs dramatic performances about the massacre to both visitors and the people of Barlonyo. The performances are done by a local youth group as a way of bringing people together and coping with the massacre. “It makes them remember what happened here. It helps them with their trauma… It’s not just for the sake of playing but bringing people together.”
As the Barlonyo community moves on after the massacre, men and women are worried about poverty, hunger and sickness in their daily lives. One Barlonyo resident said: “We ne3ed institutions at Barlonyo to remember. Hospitals, security, education, better memorials.”
Not only can institutions serve as a memorial to the massacre, but they can help the Barlonyo community recover from their experiences and flourish in the aftermath of the civil war. The needs described on the next page were based on a series of conversations with the people of Barlonyo.
. Boreholes – we need more water, the stream is dirty
.Children with disabilities needs to be able to go to school
. A better health centre
. “Churches, schools, youth centres”
. Support for the EVI’s remaining in Barlonyo
.Sensitization centers/programs
.Agriculture projects that increase productivity
. “Repair the roads”
.Income generations activities
.Graves were not cemented properly
.We need a fence to protect the memorials
.”A child cannot afford the cost of books.”
.Compensation for the killed should come from the government
.”NGOs and the government should supply these things.”
Today the people of Barlonyo are returning to their ancestral homes. They focus on cultivating their gardens, providing for their families, and educating their children.
Without fulfilling community need, like provision of hospitals and schools, the community will continue to face many challenges. “We want our children to know the impact of the massacre.”
“It is important to remember the past while also looking towards prospects for the future. The Barlonyo community needs to remember their past while having the opportunity top provide for the next generation of Barlonyo. The task before Barlonyo today is to thrive in the villages while giving respect to the loved ones they have lost. Many people explained the importance of memory to them as a way for the children to know their ancestors, as well as a lesson so that a tragedy like Barlonyo never happens again.
It is becoming so that they cannot remember really… We need to remember the massacre and to give it to our children so that they can remember our beloved ancestors.
It is with this spirit of remembrance alongside the need to move forward that characterizes Barlonyo and the aftermath of the massacre today.”
Survivors of the Lord’s Resistance Army insurgency in Lira District have appealed to the International Criminal Court (ICC) to hold part of the trials of former Joseph Kony's LRA commander Dominic Ongwen at Barlonyo site where the rebels reportedly massacred 300 people in 2004
Photo: Richard Lane/Richard Lane Photography. GE Strathclyde Park Triathlon. 02/09/2012. Age Group Start.
You say you want a revolution
Well, you know we all wanna change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know we all wanna change the world
This started out as a project for the 30 minute earring contest. As you can see, things got seriously out of control. You know how it is in the creative process. You start in New York and you have every intention of driving straight to Chicago. Along the way you misread a road signsand the next thing you know your in Biloxi and your thinking, as long as I'm here....
At the start of the piece. Members of the Fujian Province Acrobatics Troupe from China performing at Raffles City.