Knobkierrie, also spelled knobkerrie, knopkierie or knobkerry, are African clubs used mainly in Southern and Eastern Africa. Typically they have a large knob at one end and can be used for throwing at animals in hunting or for clubbing an enemy’s head. This knob is carved out of a treetrunk and the shaft is simply the branch that protruded from the tree at that point.
You might think that lollipop ladies (and men) are a quaint but useful bunch. After all, they protect vulnerable members of society and make our roads safer.
Perhaps they’ve been ordered to inconvenience the traffic as much as possible, maybe to cause deliberate “congestion”, so that further charges may be brought in? Since “Councils” soviets now employ these buggers, and are of course riddled to the core with the destroying-worm of GreeNazism and other forms of socialism, there’s grounds for suspecting an anti-car conspiracy.
Or they might be doing their job, which is to get children from one side of the road to the other safely. The blogger does comment that back in the good old days the children had to wait for a break in the traffic before the Lolly was deployed, because to do otherwise ‘would be considered both rude and inconvenient to “motorists”‘. So his problem is really that nowadays drivers are expected to act responsibly and don’t get the preferential treatment he feels they deserve. It appears that David Davis believes that the right of a child to be protected is less important than that of a driver to be smug in their metal box. This characterises the outlook of so many people who call themselves Libertarians- selfishness and self interest rather than anything which might actually increase the overall liberty of the population as a whole.
Whilst trying to take pictures of baby mice last night I left the flash on for the first shot. So it looks like I’m some sort of rodent paparazzi and Minerva is doing the old face shielding thing.
Private White VC is named for Jack White, who won the Victoria Cross in 1917 for his actions during an ambush in Iraq. After the war he apprenticed as a pattern cutter in a Manchester garment factory, going on to become manager and then owner. After his death the company went through a number of owners until recently being purchased by his great grandchildren.
PWVC makes its clothes in Manchester, sourcing material locally. However, they currently only have a shop in London, though I found out about them because of a banner draped across a building near the town hall, so maybe they’re coming home.
The clothes line is based upon uniforms, after some of the factory’s historical business. A whole White outfit would be a bit fogeyish for me, but I could go for some of their shirts and jackets. They’re a bit expensive (from my perspective, tend to outfit myself from vintage and charity shops), and I’m sure many of my friends can tell me where to find similar stuff army surplus, but I like the idea and if I’m ever rich enough I think I shall have some.
But most shocking are the secret preparations now being made to give Thatcher a state funeral. In the 20th century only one former prime minister, Winston Churchill, was given such a ceremonial send-off. Churchill had his own share of political enemies, of course, from the south Wales valleys to India. But his role as war leader when Britain was threatened with Nazi invasion meant he was accepted as a national figure at his death. Thatcher, who cloaked herself in the political spoils of a vicious colonial war in the South Atlantic, has no such status, and is the most divisive British politician of our time.
Try to respect the erotic properties of the mollusc that make it an interesting subject for porn: texture. It’s the wet slickness, the velvety softness, the muscular rubberiness* that fascinate. I suspect it’s hard to capture in crudely representational figures, and should be more a subject of abstract art.
One of the oldest pieces of British pornographic art has just been discovered beside the river Thames. At first sight, the bronze disc found near Putney Bridge in London looks like an old coin – until you notice that it depicts a sex scene.
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