Showing posts with label Charles Koch. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 3 November 2015

I can't help envying people that can imagine such things.



When I look at such futuristic images, I wish I was born a few hundred years from now. I think we will go to other worlds soon, but not in my life time, sadly.

It makes the mind boggle with wonder and I often think of what we might become. Will we be bio-chemically engineered. We might have communicating mobile phones as small nanites in heads. We might have upgraded eyes that can magnify. The possibilities are endless. 

Then there is the architecture. What will it be like? Some artists, like the one who did the image above, must have great visions of tomorrow's worlds.




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Giving You Good Old British Lavatorial Postcard Humour


Lavatorial humour is abundant on British seaside postcards. It's all good retro, innuendo, from 50s, 60s and 70s decade. They seem to still be popular today, though not as much as before.




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Sunday, 2 August 2015

Good Kindle Reads - THE LAZARUS SUCCESSION (a gripping celestial thriller)

Biblical and historical events, and a long departed artist’s painting bring about a divine and then lost masterpiece. The search of which leads to a gripping celestial thriller in the present day. The lost picture is believed to have divine powers going back beyond the sixteenth century and to the time of Christ when the Lazarus miracle took place. There are flash backs in time. We see how the much coveted and lost painting becomes a truly visionary work of art and why through the ages there are various depictions of the same biblical subject.


In this day, we follow a Spanish aristocratic lady who enlists the help of a ruthless and disgraced former British judge. Also dynamic duo of freelance treasure hunters of masterpieces lost to the world. No one except the Spanish Condesa believe in the celestial power of the lost masterpiece, but all are certain it has been hidden somewhere in secret by guardians of a lost and past order. As the thrilling search begins, the realisation of the lost picture’s divine power begins to unfold. The ruthless ex-judge will stop at nothing to gain wealth from such a find and soon we are treated to a fast paced page-turner of cat and mouse intrigue. A very exciting story indeed, which kept me on my toes right up until the end with twists and turns all of the way.

Good Kindle Reads - A MURDEROUS AFFAIR (compelling period/crime/espionage)



A compelling period/crime/espionage story written first person singular. John Lovat is an illegitimate son of a titled man. His half-brother is legitimate and has all the trappings of inherited wealth including having his half-brother (john Lovat) at his beckon call. The illegitimate brother lives in a room upon old London Bridge with a panoramic view of the bustling river Thames and both banks of the teeming metropolis. It is the time of Queen Elizabeth I. The year is 1588 and the winter is coming. The Spanish Armada has been defeated and England is brimming with new found confidence.


One morning John Lovat reluctantly goes upon a quest for his half-brother and benefactor, to find the culprit of a murdered Portuguese man washed upon the mud banks near Deptford at a place called Cuckold’s Point. The story moves from one setting to another as John Lovat tries to get to the bottom of the complex mystery that starts to unfold. He finds himself working for two masters. His titled brother and England’s first great spy master; Lord Walsingham. There are a lot of historical events that get loosely tied in with this gripping story that makes it all the more enjoyable, including echoes from the Babington Plot and from the St Bartholomew massacre in France. We also get tastes of the great theatre too. All of this gives the reader a feel of Elizabethan England. A thoroughly enjoyable read. 






What we did at the Bird Hides in Manea Cambridgeshire - England

Today, Carole and I went over the bird hides at Manea to look out across the Fen and hope to find some birds of prey. Last week we bought stronger binoculars while out along the coastal towns of north Norfolk.

We could see Ely Cathedral in the summer haze as we looked out across the fen from our bird hide. We took along a flask of coffee, as usual, plus some great door step sandwiches of Tiger bread filled with peppered ham, mustard and tomato. Net forgetting the pork pies too. We always unwind out in the quite fen and talk about this and that, while hoping to spot a hawk of some kind. There were plenty of swifts and swallows plus herons and a stork.

The bird hides can be a little hit and miss for the hawks and as we are novices; we tend to be learning via mistakes. The last time we were at the hides, a beautiful bird of prey landed upon a distant gate post. It had a black head, but I could not make out if it was a Marsh Harrier or a Hobby. I got several shots of the creature as it was upon the gate for a good few minutes surveying the fields and the scarp of the dyke. However, we did not have the better binoculars at the time and my Nikon zoom lens gave me a maximum of 200m. Sadly this was not effective. When I down loaded the pictures upon my computer, I tried to magnify the subject (bird of prey) but it pixilated before I could make out what it was.

I need to buy a new zoom lens that gives greater magnification and have seen a fine one on eBay, but it is in USA. Therefore delivery will take some time.

In the meantime, we still content ourselves with what we can see via the new binoculars and hope for the best with my zoom lens at 200m.

The only bird of prey we see today was a kestrel. I took a few shots of that, but it was at distance and on the way back we saw many butterflies and snapped some of these topics too. Upon the lock gate I tried to get some swifts or swallows as they darted and flitted across the canal.

Even the snakes declined to make an appearance. The last time we were here there seemed to be a lot of adders and grass snakes in the long grass.

A chirpy little Goldfinch allowed us a few shots too. He was singing his afternoon song upon a TV Ariel when we got home.