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london and the south-east by night
(link to image without animation at NASA, four times larger than the one below)

Hover mouse pointer over the image for labels of some landmarks. [Approximate labelling only.]

Richmond Park Heathrow Airport Gatwick Airport Hyde Park Regent's Park M25 motorway M25 motorway M40 motorway Windsor Slough Reading Oxford Woking Guildford  Camberley/Farnborough/Farnham Basingstoke Brighton Eastbourne Hastings the English Channel Tonbridge Wells A23 M20 motorway M1 motorway Luton Dunstable Milton Keynes Stevenage Thames Estuary Basildon Southend Hampstead Heath Croydon Kew Gardens M1 motorway Hemel Hempstead Aylesbury Bicester Windsor Abingdon Didcot Newbury Wallingford High Wycombe M40 motorway Maidenhead Bracknell Central London Sevenoaks Crawley Horsham Ashford Haywards Heath Burgess Hill Lewes Uckfield Hailsham Welwyn Garden City Hatfield Hertford Bishops Storford Hoddesdon Colchester M11 motorway Harlow Dartford Redhill Dorking Sittingbourne Sheerness Canterbury Maidstone Andover Winchester Southampton Gravesend Rochester/Chatham/Gillingham Harpenden St Albans Amersham Beaconsfield Chesham Stansted Airport Bishop's Stortford Banbury Kidlington Leighton Buzzard M4 motorway
Image SS006-E-22939 courtesy of Earth Sciences and Image Analysis Laboratory,
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[Original NASA lead from Limbic.
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a keen worker

“A zealous traffic warden has been sent for "re-training" after putting a ticket on a bus as it picked up passengers at a bus stop.”

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i hate alfa romeos!

“An Italian woman has been arrested for allegedly vandalising 60 Alfa Romeo cars because they reminded her of her ex-lover.”

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selfishness incorporated—it’s my perfect right!

“One passenger helped bring the underground network to a standstill when she pulled a train's emergency cord after leaving her mobile phone at Victoria station.”
[lead from Limbic]

So selfish, it’s funny! Strange, the number of females with similar behaviour.
A (fictional) male version is Andy Capp. (See interesting sites for more.)

A fellow told me of how he once struggled home, carrying the shopping for his accompanying lady love, arrived at the front door, put all the bags down, got out his key, (she had a key in her bag, I asked him!) then unlocked the door and let her through. She marched through the door, and then shut it in his face. Nothing aggressive, just complete selfish thoughtlessness. Such is gallantry. I asked whether he got fed up with the lady, whom I knew he doted upon.
“Oh no”, he said, “I just couldn’t stop laughing!”
Yes, he eventually unlocked the door, took in the shopping and made her a cup of tea. Apparently her feet were tired.

About a year later she left him for another trade. Upset him, it did. Last time I met him, he was with a more considerate model. She even carries shopping and makes tea for him.

I wonder whether there is a moral to this story— don’t forget your mobile ’phone, perhaps?

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young man seeks very large female for serious relationship

Picture provided!

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everyone needs a hobby

Recommended reading for anyone who wishes to entirely waste some time.
If you have a portable, perhaps you could read it at your convenience.

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how not to take your dogs walkies

As is said on the telly, don’t try this at home.

And only banned from driving for a year—it sounds more like a straight-jacket job to me.

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someone who is good to know three GoldenYak (tm) award20.01.2003

A competent site for an interesting fellow who is great fun, but not recommended to over-
sophisticated prunes.

Robert W. Service—the poet of the Yukon
He served in World War 1 and wrote of many things.

“I may be the only living writer to have made more than $1,000,000 out of writing verse.” [1956]

An index to his many collections of verse.

click to read furtherThis from The Cremation of Sam McGee

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee
*    *    *
Some planks I tore from the cabin floor
and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around,
and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared
such a blaze you seldom see,
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal,
and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

Then I made a hike, for I didn't like
to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled,
and the wind began to blow,

It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled
down my cheeks, and I don't know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak
went streaking down the sky.

I do not know how long in the snow
I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about
ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said,
"I'll just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked".
Then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm,
in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile,
and he said, "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear
you'll let in the cold and storm-
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee,
it's the first time I've been warm". to the top to of this poem

and now for something very to read further

She said: "I am too old to play
With dolls," and put them all away,
Into a box, one rainy day.

I think she must have felt some pain,
She looked so long into the rain,
Then sighed: "I'll bring you out again;

"For I'll have little children too,
With sunny hair and eyes of blue
And they will play and play with you.

"And now good-bye, my pretty dears;
There in the dark for years and years,
Dream of your little mother's tears."

Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,
Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,
Side by side in the coffer there.

Time went by; one day she kneeled
By a wooden Cross in Flanders Field,
And wept for the One the earth concealed;

And made a vow she would never wed,
But always be true to the deathless dead,
Until the span of her life be sped.

*    *    *    *    *    *    *

More years went on and they made her wise
By sickness and pain and sacrifice,
With greying tresses and tired eyes.

And then one evening of weary rain,
She opened the old oak box again,
And her heart was clutched with an ancient pain

For there in the quiet dark they lay,
Just as they were when she put them away...
O but it seemed like yesterday!

Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,
Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,
Ever so hopefully waiting there.

But she looked at them through her blinding tears,
And she said: "You've been patient, my pretty dears;
You've waited and waited all these years.

"I've broken a promise I made so true;
But my heart, my darlings, is broken too:
No little Mothers have I for you.

"My hands are withered, my hair is grey;
Yet just for a moment I'll try to play
With you as I did that long dead day...

"Ah no, I cannot. I try in vain . . .
I stare and I stare into the rain . . .
I'll put you back in your box again.

"Bless you, darlings, perhaps one day,
Some little Mother will find you and play,
And once again you'll be glad and gay.

"But when in the friendly dark I lie,
No one will ever love you as I . . . .
My little children . . . good-bye . . . good-bye."



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Another example: The Ballad of the Ice-Worm Cocktail.

And there’s much much more!

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southern baptists? can you tell?
(thanks to the auroran sunset)

“Important Notice For Christian Parents”

“The new movie, The Two Towers makes up for its lack of on screen sex scenes with some of the most horrifying, blood wrenching violence ever to splatter the silver screen.”

More incredible sermons to keep you on the straight and narrow here.

Make sure you don’t end up burning in hell for ever!!

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t boone pickens sues god

“Pickens has lodged a formal complaint with the Judiciary Tribunal of NAFTA, charging Mother Nature with ‘dumping’ cheap rain” .

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