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I carry my wallet in my pocket but I don't use it much these days as I hardly spend anything. This section is particularly unused. It used to have a press stud on it but it was large and caught on my pocket so I took it off – which meant the cards fell out. So I clip them in place now. There are six membership cards here but all are currently closed, I last used one on 16 March 2020 at the National Portrait Gallery.
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The top one is my current wallet, the on at the bottom is an improvement and still needs some tweaks.
The hardest part is adding a way to hold credit cards without that the notebook starts to buldge too much (like it is now).
Alternate title: "Ship of fools" :-D
Today's Posting 145 "Make a photo of the loose change you receive today. Or open up the piggy bank if you need to." The pool: www.flickr.com/search/groups/?q=TP145&w=1793744@N21&a...
Well... somebody stole my piggy-bank and my wallet is empty until tomorrow, so..
- here's a 20 crowns coin celebrating the "Sea Stallion of Glendalough", a replica of a viking battleship build in Dublin, Ireland 1042
There's a bit more info at the Danish National Bank: www.nationalbanken.dk/DNUK/NotesAndCoins.nsf/side/The_Sea...
- and they have a webshop! :-D
Coin Catalogue of Spring 2009; royalmint.dk/C12571460044841F/sysOakFil/Catalog_Spring09/...
20 Kr.(DK) roughly equals 2 £(UK), 3€(EU) and 4 $(US)
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Vodafone Germany has launched a trial that has brought girocard to NFC smartphones for the first time thanks to Vodafone Wallet. Girocard is Germany’s most popular payment card and is widely used for cashless payments in retail outlets across the country. Around 95% of Germans own a girocard, and three-quarters of cardholders use it to pay for goods and services.
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I've combined several tutorials to come up with this little wallet. It has space for ID {or in my case my public transport card} cash, cards and keys. Sooo handy!
Yesterday I got myself a brand new Muji card wallet to replace my good old Luggage Label wallet by Yoshida & Co. Ltd.
Being a ONEMANBANG not only get you a lot of freedom to do what you want to do, but also getting your wallet slimmer as you will be throwing all your money to build your dream! Either way, it is also a healthy treat to your butt if you used to have a big wallet in your back pocket.
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Coupon wallet has 2 pockets inside and one on the front flap. I tried fusible Velcro for the first time. It is about 7 inches wide and 4 inches tall.
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I’ve been wanting to take a city break in summer, rather than in the cold months for a while, so rather than heading for the Lake District for a week of toil on the fells when Jayne could get a week off, we took off from Liverpool for Paris. Flight times were nice and sociable but it meant we were on the M62 car park at a busy time in both directions – it’s a shambles! I’ve stopped over in Paris a dozen times – on my way to cycling in the Etape du Tour in the Alps or Pyrenees – and had a few nights out there. Come to think about it and we’ve spent the day on the Champs Elysees watching the final day of the Tour de France with Mark Cavendish winning. We hadn’t been for a holiday there though and it was a bit of a spur of the moment decision. Six nights gave us five and a half days to explore Paris on foot. I had a good selection of (heavy) kit with me, not wanting to make the usual mistake of leaving something behind and regretting it. In the end I carried the kit in my backpack – an ordinary rucksack – to keep the weight down, for 103 miles, all recorded on the cycling Garmin – and took 3500 photos. The little Garmin is light and will do about 15 hours, it expired towards the end of a couple of 16 hour days but I had the info I wanted by then. This also keeps the phone battery free for research and route finding – I managed to flatten that once though.
What can I say – Paris was fantastic! The weather varied from OK to fantastic, windy for a few days, the dreaded grey white dullness for a while but I couldn’t complain really. We were out around 8.30 in shorts and tee shirt, which I would swap for a vest when it warmed up, hitting 30 degrees at times, we stayed out until around midnight most nights. It was a pretty full on trip. The security at some destinations could have been a problem as there is a bag size limit to save room in the lifts etc. I found the French to be very pragmatic about it, a bag search was a cursory glance, accepting that I was lugging camera gear, not bombs around, and they weren’t going to stop a paying customer from passing because his bag was a bit over size.
We didn’t have a plan, as usual we made it up as we went along, a loose itinerary for the day would always end up changing owing to discoveries along the way. Many times we would visit something a few times, weighing the crowds and light etc. up and deciding to come back later. I waited patiently to go up the Eiffel Tower, we arrived on Tuesday and finally went up on Friday evening. It was a late decision but the weather was good, the light was good and importantly I reckoned that we would get a sunset. Previous evenings the sun had just slid behind distant westerly clouds without any golden glory. It was a good choice. We went up the steps at 7.30 pm, short queue and cheaper – and just to say that we had. The steps are at an easy angle and were nowhere near as bad as expected, even with the heavy pack. We stayed up there, on a mad and busy Friday night, until 11.30, the light changed a lot and once we had stayed a couple of hours we decided to wait for the lights to come on. This was a downside to travelling at this time of year, to do any night photography we had to stay out late as it was light until 10.30. The Eiffel Tower is incredible and very well run, they are quite efficient at moving people around it from level to level. It was still buzzing at midnight with thousands of people around. The sunset on Saturday was probably better but we spent the evening around the base of the Tower, watching the light change, people watching and soaking the party atmosphere up.
Some days our first destination was five miles away, this is a lot of road junctions in a city, the roads in Paris are wide so you generally have to wait for the green man to cross. This made progress steady but when you are on holiday it doesn’t matter too much. Needless to say we walked through some dodgy places, with graffiti on anything that stays still long enough. We were ultra-cautious with our belongings having heard the pickpocket horror stories. At every Café/bar stop the bags were clipped to the table leg out of sight and never left alone. I carried the camera in my hand all day and everywhere I went, I only popped it in my bag to eat. I would guess that there were easier people to rob than us, some people were openly careless with phones and wallets.
We didn’t enter the big attractions, it was too nice to be in a museum or church and quite a few have a photography ban. These bans make me laugh, they are totally ignored by many ( Japanese particularly) people. Having travelled around the world to see something, no one is going to stop them getting their selfies. Selfies? Everywhere people pointed their cameras at their own face, walking around videoing – their self! I do like to have a few photos of us for posterity but these people are self-obsessed.
Paris has obviously got a problem with homeless (mostly) migrants. Walk a distance along the River Seine and you will find tented villages, there is a powerful smell of urine in every corner, with the no alcohol restrictions ignored, empty cans and bottles stacked around the bins as evidence. There are families, woman living on mattresses with as many as four small children, on the main boulevards. They beg by day and at midnight they are all huddled asleep on the pavement. The men in the tents seem to be selling plastic Eiffel Tower models to the tourists or bottled water – even bottles of wine. Love locks and selfy sticks were also top sellers. There must be millions of locks fastened to railings around the city, mostly brass, so removing them will be self-funding as brass is £2.20 a kilo.
As for the sights we saw, well if it was on the map we tried to walk to it. We crossed the Periphique ring road to get to the outer reaches of Paris. La Defense – the financial area with dozens of modern office blocks – was impressive, and still expanding. The Bois de Boulogne park, with the horse racing track and the Louis Vuitton Centre was part of a 20 mile loop that day. Another day saw us in the north east. We had the dome of the Sacre Couer to ourselves, with thousands of tourists wandering below us oblivious of the entrance and ticket office under the church. Again the light was fantastic for us. We read that Pere Lachaise Cemetery or Cimitiere du Pere Lachaise was one of the most visited destinations, a five mile walk but we went. It is massive, you need a map, but for me one massive tomb is much the same as another, it does have highlights but we didn’t stay long. Fortunately we were now closer to the Canal St Martin which would lead us to Parc de la Villette. This was a Sunday and everywhere was both buzzing and chilled at the same time. Where ever we went people were sat watching the world go by, socializing and picnicking, soaking the sun up. As ever I wanted to go up on the roof of anything I could as I love taking cityscapes. Most of these were expensive compared with many places we’ve been to before but up we went. The Tour Montparnasse, a single tower block with 59 floors, 690 foot high and extremely fast lifts has incredible views although it was a touch hazy on our ascent. The Arc de Triomphe was just up the road from our hotel, we went up it within hours of arriving, well worth the visit.
At the time of writing I have no idea how many images will make the cut but it will be a lot. If I have ten subtly different shots of something, I find it hard to consign nine to the dark depths of my hard drive never to be seen again – and I’m not very good at ruthless selection – so if the photo is OK it will get uploaded. My view is that it’s my photostream, I like to be able to browse my own work at my leisure at a later date, it’s more or less free and stats tell me these images will get looked at. I’m not aiming for single stunning shots, more of a comprehensive overview of an interesting place, presented to the best of my current capabilities. I am my own biggest critic, another reason for looking at my older stuff is to critique it and look to improve on previous mistakes. I do get regular requests from both individuals and organisations to use images and I’m obliging unless someone is taking the piss. I’m not bothered about work being published (with my permission) but it is reassuringly nice to be asked. The manipulation of Flickr favourites and views through adding thousands of contacts doesn’t interest me and I do sometimes question the whole point of the Flickr exercise. I do like having access to my own back catalogue though and it gives family and friends the chance to read about the trip and view the photos at their leisure so for the time being I’m sticking with it. I do have over 15 million views at the moment which is a far cry from showing a few people an album, let’s face it, there’s an oversupply of images, many of them superb but all being devalued by the sheer quantity available.
Don’t think that it was all walking and photography, we had a great break and spent plenty of time in pavement bistros having a glass of wine and people watching. I can certainly understand why Paris is top of the travellers list of destinations.
Reinaldo Arenas (1943-1990)
Cuban revolutionary poet & author,
exiled in NYC under Castro
MY LOVER THE SEA
I am that child with the round, dirty face
who on every corner bothers you with his
“can you spare a quarter?”
I am that child with the dirty face
no doubt unwanted
that from far away contemplates coaches
where other children
emit laughter and jump up and down considerably
I am that unlikeable child
definitely unwanted
with the round dirty face
who before the giant street lights or
under the grandames also illuminated
or in front of the little girls that seem to levitate
projects the insult of his dirty face
I am that angry and lonely child of always,
that throws you the insult of that angry child of always
and warns you:
if hypocritically you pat me on the head
I would take that opportunity to steal your wallet.
I am that child of always
before the panorama of imminent terror,
imminent leprosy, imminent fleas,
of offenses and the imminent crime.
I am that repulsive child that improvises a bed
out of an old cardboard box and waits,
certain that you will accompany me.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
IUBITA MEA MAREA
Reinaldo Arenas (1943-1990)
Poet, autor si revolutionar Cuban,
exilat la New York
Sunt copilul acela cu faţa rotundă si murdară.
Care la orice colţ de stradă te plictiseşte cerşind:
“dă-mi un leu, domnule!”
Sunt copilul acela cu faţa murdară,
nedorit de nimeni
care dela distanţă priveşte autocarele
in care alţi copii
sunt plini de viaţă şi joacă sărind într-una în sus şi-n jos.
Sunt acel copil neiubit
mai mult chiar nedorit
cu faţa rotundă şi murdară
care sub felinarele străzilor sau
sub privirea matroanelor sub reflectoare
sau în faţa fetiţelor care par că dansează
îşi arată faţa murdară ca o insultă.
Sunt copilul mânios şi siguratic dintotdeauna
care îţi aruncă insulta lui de copil mânios dintotdeauna
care te pune în gardă
dacă mă vei mângâia pe cap, ca un ipocrit,
o sa profit să-ţi şterpelesc portofelul.
Sunt acel copil din totdeauna
în faţa panoramei iminentei terori,
iminentei lepre, iminenţilor purici,
a delicvenţei şi crimei iminente.
Sunt acel copil respingător care-şi improvizează un culcuş
făcut dintr-o cutie de carton, care te aşteaptă
convins că îl vei însoţi.
Versiune în limba Română
de Constantin Roman
Londra, 20 September 2011,
© 2012, Copyright Constantin Roman
Accordion-style credit card organizer wallet from recycled billboards.
I've finally developed a new design! I designed this for myself and for other women who seem to have all the slots in their wallets used up. Single slot card organizers, will there EVER be a wallet that has enough card slots? No! I am firmly convinced that the solution is to put the cards into groups instead. Each compartment holds 10+ cards.
thanks to that darn kat's tutorial, my first wallet. :o) exterior made with amy butler strips from a jelly roll. amy butler, printed corduroy, and breast cancer ribbon fabric scraps used for the interior.
Last week I lost my wallet. While waiting for my replacement
identification and bank cards to arrive I had time to deliberate on my
new wallet. At brunch this morning Wendy and I discussed a DIY money
clip. I came across this clever key/clip over at lifehacker. Hmm, maybe I can do this
with magnets and old circuit boards? I took apart a dead hard drive
that I had dumpster dived last year initially for the magnets, but I
could not take my eyes off of the platters. The magnet would just be
trouble with my ATM card magnetic strips as well as sticking to
everything else around. Using a rivet gun I was able to quickly adhere
two car keys and my AAA card to the platters. I use a additional rivet
so that the platters can slide open and a picture frame hook to clip
them together. It is still a little awkward, but I dig the weight to
strength ratio of the aluminum plates. It also makes for a decent
mirror in a pinch.