Purpose-built battle tanks
Melodies
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Friday, May 24, 2019
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Odds and ends
Old photos
About Google
https://www.quora.com/Will-Google-ever-go-out-of-businessBoosting good gut bacteria
Galway bay
If you ever
go across the sea to Ireland,
Then maybe
at the closing of your day;
You will sit
and watch the moonrise over Claddagh,
And see the
sun go down on Galway Bay,
Just to hear
again the ripple of the trout stream,
The women in
the meadows making hay;
And to sit
beside a turf fire in the cabin,
And watch
the barefoot gossoons at their play,
For the
breezes blowing over the seas from Ireland,
Are perfumed
by the heather as they blow;
And the
women in the uplands digging praties,
Speak a
language that the strangers do not know,
For the
strangers came and tried to teach their way,]
They scorned
us just for being what we are;
But they
might as well go chasing after moonbeams,
Or light a
penny candle from a star.
And if there
is going to be a life hereafter,
And somehow
I am sure there's going to be;
I will ask
my God to let me make my heaven,
In that dear
land across the Irish Sea.
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Odds and ends
Bonobo match-making mother
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!…
Old photos of Mecca
Elephantine visit
https://youtu.be/YbYJw3ltLoY
Oh Danny boy
Oh, Danny
boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
But come ye
back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
But when ye
come, and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
You'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
You'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!…
Tuesday, May 21, 2019
Odds and ends
Animal rescue, Moragahakande, Sri
Lanka
Elephant rage
Stents and chest pain
Cockles & Mussels
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In Dublin's
fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
She was a fish-monger, but sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
She died of
a fever, and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
Crying c***les and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Monday, May 20, 2019
Odds and ends
D Day landings at Normandy
Being outdoors while taking
medications
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Curious
orchids
When Irish eyes are smiling
There's a tear in your eye
And I'm wondering why
For it never should be
there at all
With such pow'r in your
smile
Sure a stone you'd beguile
So there's never a
teardrop should fall
When your sweet lilting
laughter's
Like some fairy song
And your eyes twinkle
bright as can be
You should laugh all the
while
And all other times smile
And now, smile a smile for
me
When Irish eyes are
smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn
in Spring
In the lilt of Irish
laughter
You can hear the angels
sing
When Irish hearts are
happy
All the world seems bright
and gay
And when Irish eyes are
smiling
Sure, they steal your
heart away
For your smile is a part
Of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine
more bright
Like the linnet's sweet
song
Crooning all the day long
Comes your…
Sunday, May 19, 2019
Odds and ends
Meat and Alzheimers
https://youtu.be/t-noCw4LsY4
Removal of a brain tumor
The Great Depression
Fifty Melodies
Saturday, May 18, 2019
Odds and ends
Slouching is good for you
Electric shocks to brain memory
A
hundred miles - Song
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