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Busy London streets in the 1950s. Lovely old cars, black cabs, and people dressed in coats and hats. A wonderful glimpse of ordinary everyday life in the capital.
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This photograph appeared in Fancy Cycling: Trick Riding for Amateurs by Isabel Marks, showing just how adventurous cycling had become by the Edwardian era.
The caption say it alll!
#CyclingHistory #Edwardian
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At what point do we stop focusing on who needs to pay more tax and start asking where all of our tax money is going.
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A whole different world used to exist, as AJP Taylor wrote about in his Oxford History of England:
"Until August 1914 a sensible, law-abiding Englishman could pass through life and hardly notice the existence of the state beyond the post office and the policeman…He could travel abroad or leave his country forever without a passport or any sort of official permission. He could exchange his money without restriction or limit. He could buy goods from any country in the world on the same terms as he bought goods at home. For that matter a foreigner could spend his life in the country without permit and without informing the police…All this was changed by the impact of the Great War…The state established a hold over its citizens which though relaxed in peace time, was never to be removed and which the Second World War was again to increase. The history of the English people and the English State merged for the first time."
If you want to learn about what the world was like in that era, if you want to know what sort of world used to exist, 1913 by Charles Emmerson is by far my favorite
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Town life in 60s England. 🏡
The Ottery St Mary Tar Barrels is a centuries-old tradition in Devon, England. Locals carry flaming, tar-coated barrels on their shoulders through the streets without a care in the world. ⏳️
#UK #avgeek #aviation #WW2 🇬🇧❤️ This stunning BOAC (#BritishAirways) Short S.25 Sunderland flying boat clip shows the check-in to takeoff to dining service. But why board via a boat launch instead of a jetty? 749 built. A few still survive. 📹@Birdseed501
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Ian Fleming's 13 Rules for Life
1. Don’t draw your gun unless you can see both the other man’s hands.
2. Don’t waste your time on women who wear a bracelet on their left ankle.
3. Beware of motorcars with two women in the front seat.
4. Don’t play cards against married couples unless they are drunk.
5. See the brand name on the bottle.
6. Avoid people who call you “Old Boy” and all politicians.
7. Never eat scrambled eggs unless you make them yourself.
8. Talk secrets only in the open air.
9. Don’t buy anything that eats.
10. Beware of people who smell and tread carefully in the company of moustaches, sideburns, and beards.
11. Have nothing to do with correspondence in coloured ink, particularly when variegated.
12. Cut down on your drink when your eyes get red and on your smoking when your breath gets short. Don’t worry about cirrhosis of the liver or cancer.
13. Live until you’re dead
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Sheffield, 1902,
Filmed by Mitchell & Kenyon from the front of an electric tram.
The tram carries us along streets including London Road, the Moor, Haymarket and Fargate. Horse drawn carts share the road with the new electric trams, while people go about their day.
Sheffield was already famous throughout the world for its steel, but here we see something much more personal: the shops, streets and people of the city as they wer going about their everyday life.
#Yorkshire #Edwardian
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Good morning, from the category "Words that don't make an OUNCE of sense without the Traditional Roman Liturgy", I give you:
🎃 Halloween 🎃
"All Hallow's Even" - the evening before All Saints.
But why "even"? Funnily enough it's not about the evening - in the Old Rite you often had a "Vigilia" - the DAY before a great feast already leading thematically towards the Feast.
Vigilia Omnium Sanctorum!
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At the core of every socialist revolution is a group of failed middle-class intellectuals and artists with a grudge against a world that won’t acknowledge their greatness.
Brilliant!
THE LABOUR TAX POEM
Tax his land, Tax his bed, Tax the table at which he's fed.
Tax his tractor, Tax his mule, Teach him taxes are the rule.
Tax his work, Tax his pay, He works for peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow, Tax his goat, Tax his pants, Tax his coat. Tax his ties, Tax his shirt, Tax his work, Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco, Tax his drink, Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars, Tax his beers, If he cries tax his tears.
Tax his car, Tax his gas, Find other ways to tax his ass.
Tax all he has, Then let him know, That you won't be done till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers, Then tax him some more, Tax him till he's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin, Tax his grave, Tax the sod in which he's laid.
Put these words Upon his tomb, 'Taxes drove me to my doom...'
When he's gone, Do not relax, Its time to apply the inheritance tax.
"...This precious stone set in a silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall,
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands..."
Must be a bit of a disappointment to all those people who took the doomsday warning literally and stocked up on gherkins before the price cut.
🚨 WATCH: Kemi Badenoch responds to John Healey's Budget
"The Prime Minister came in promising to reverse 40 years of neoliberalism. Instead, we got 4p off gherkins"
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