We took our children to feed the pigeons in the graveyard at St Nicholas Church situated in Sitton – a Borough of South London! Apparently,
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We took our children to feed the pigeons in the graveyard at St Nicholas Church situated in Sitton – a Borough of South London! Apparently,
Whilst searching the interior of an old sailing ship recently discovered in murky water of Hudson Bay, archaeologists got more than they bargained for when
Dear Gillian I think the over-view is that this is politically incorrect today – mostly on the grounds that certain aspects of the Chinese community
1941: Lord Forbes-Sempill – after travelling to Japan in the early 1920s – had become convinced that ‘Imperial’ (fascist) Japan offered a new model through
A dead cat may not be what it first appears to be. Hang on a minute – I said the cat wants me dead – not itself! Yes – but if we go down that path – then your cat kills not only yourself – but also my argument – holy water or not! How could a cat kill you? By dropping a bus of schoolchildren on your head. Is it a likely outcome? I doubt the cat could get the children to co-operate or indeed arrange for the bus to be raised into place in a manner that no one would recognise what is happening until it is ‘too late’. Louis wain could be of help here – but let’s face it – he could not do much to help himself past the continuous replication of ever more fragmented depiction of cats, as interested as they most obviously are. As a Physicist, I suspect Schrödinger’s Cat has something to do with a clash of civilisations. Is the cat ‘alive’ or ‘dead’? Does the Black-White cat want you alive-dead? Are you inhabiting a box – or observing a box? Is the box the bus – and more importantly – why is there no indication of appropriate ‘social distancing’? I also find it curious that there is no presence of ‘steps’ or ‘star-wells’. Having walked up and down the Thames Embankment more times than I care to count – no buses (or cats for that matter) frequent the banks upon which the mighty Thames doth lap…
The privileged White race – at least members of the upper working-class and the middle-class – took to the London streets yet again, demonstrating their