Today I sat around feeling completely knackered. Not that you care of course! The sickness that never leaves me (sickness as in illness not mental derangement I mean) plus two short days of work are really wearing me out here! I was so tired Tuesday night I could not sleep properly! Today in an attempt to find my mind I wandered out across the park, breathing in the sweet perfume of the newly mown grass, and evading the psychotic mower driver as he swept past vacant expression on his face, and I wandered along enjoying the remnants of warmth in the air.
I did not find my mind, I did find an interesting cloud cover above me however. The weather racing on from the east coast of the USA, another item they dump on us, brought strange clouds and as I took the picture, rain! I made it home, limping for effect and impressing nobody, just before it began to teem down. The driest county in England - once again saturated! The farmers will be pleased, I'm not, especially with the shoes beginning. to fall apart. However I am not one to complain as you know, so I will just keep rolling along....
Stupid boy! Craig Thomson gets sent off playing against Falkirk and tells the manager after the game, "My foot slipped." Quite clear on the pictures I saw later that the only thing to slip was his intelligence, he clearly stamped the man with his right foot! Idiot! This is a player with great 'potential.' Most of them are of course and this was really has what it takes to reach the top. However he has much to learn in the game and keeping control is one of them. Other clubs will now attempt to annoy him and get him to retaliate, leaving him once again off the field. Had he remained playing the other night we may well have won the game, going forward we appeared to be doing well. It is defensively that we struggle at the moment. Sort yourself out Craig or your career will fall apart!
This is brilliant!
If you are the type, like me, who likes to wander around disused premises reliving the lives that once occurred there, then this is for you! The site takes you to links of underground Britain, the places you may have heard of but never wandered into. One part of the site leads to the nuclear bunkers that litter the countryside. (There is one near here. It can be found by following the road signs to the 'Secret Bunker!')
Amazing how many of these are now on sale to those so inclined, and just as amazing how many are still secret! A variety of disused military bases of various kinds from times past, industrial buildings, Mines, and my favourite section - disused Railway Stations! Who can fail to love an old railway station? This site, and it's many links are a great way to spend several hours far from the maddening crowd!
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Hey!! I've seen those Secret Bunker signs and had a great whooo-haaaa laugh at the obvious!! Next trip I plan to stop and take a peek.... and disused Railway Stations??? be still my beating heart <3 :) xxx
That Subterreanea Britannica reminds me of some interesting places we have not that far from where my wife and I now live. For a great many of the minuteman missile silos were placed in western Missouri, and just outside of Neosho, MO there is a secret underground installation that supposedly has a train track around 50 miles long, which was used to move ordinance around. I never took the time to go down in it, but I know some who did.
Red, How come you are sarcastic about disused railway stations? Are you female or something....?
Fishy, I bet there are masses of underground instillations in the US that will not be revealed for many, many years! I did see a programme that featured a family (Clearly nuts!) living in a disused rocket silo they bought cheap!
Me? Sarcastic? You misunderstand ... I'm the rdg who spent an ENTIRE DAY at the railway museum in York. Needless to say I had very diverting company with me. Lots of dark interesting spaces. I'm so cool. Honest. Ask soubry ....:) xxx
On second thought, DON'T ask Soubry. What does he know, right ??!! mwahaaa!
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I, being a bloke, was only joking when I suggested the National Railway Museum at York as a day out for her. I thought she'd roll her eyes, and drag me off to colourful shopping streets... Not a bit of it. The Red Dirt Girl was clambering over trains, spellbound.
Lunch at the Platform Restaurant, then into the engineering shops, the Flying Scotsman... Mmmm Hmmmm, steam builds up a head of steam in this Red Dirt Girl.
Next time she's here, we'll be travelling on the North York Moors railway, steam-hauled to Whitby. Or the Orient Express!
How can anyone not like steam engines...?
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