He had quite the mind. Pretty amazing all the things he successfully turned that mind to.
226-years ago. Sobering. Wonder what he would make of today’s smartphones, such as say the Google Pixel 2.
This was quite the thing. It wreaked havoc on the the southern part of the SW coast, though the earthquake and the start of the tsunami were to the east. Yes, the east coast was not harmed as much as the south west. The waves wrapped around.
None of my relatives or anybody that I know was affected. That might not be as amazing as it sounds in that I had left Ceylon/Sri Lanka 37-years earlier — plus all my relatives lived slightly north of where the devastation ended.
I do have a theory about why so many Sri Lankans, especially kids, drowned — MOST of them that had gone out along the beach when the ocean retreated, living tons of fish and sealife exposed. The kids in particular ran towards the receding ocean never giving any thought that the water HAD to come back. My explanation: we have negligible tides in Sri Lanka because of an unique shaping of the continental shelf. Folks do NOT see the ocean go in-and-out. This was a novelty. A shame.
How the Buddhist reacted to the huge loss in life was SAD. Folks, including my adoptive father, blamed it on MASS KARMA coming together. And then there were all of these accounts of how Buddha statues miraculously survived the onslaught. But, since Buddha is not a god, never was and is no longer around, what I want to know is who protected the statues and wouldn’t it have been better to ditch the statues and save the kids?
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It distresses me, greatly, each year, that they do not understand, let alone celebrate, Boxing Day. It must have been celebrated at some stage in the past. Shame it did not endure.
It is, of course, celebrated in Canada — where it is an official holiday (as it should be).
Yes, a wonderful, endearing and enduring British Commonwealth tradition.
I still celebrate it in my heart and in my case, everyday is A HOLIDAY.
But, I started watching the Boxing Day Test, from Melbourne, at 11pm on Christmas Day.
So, HAPPY BOXING DAY, 2017.
The UK Sky News video of The Queen’s Christmas 2017 Broadcast
— on YouTube.
The Queen, at 91, looking remarkably young, full of pep & happy.
The Broadcast, per the tradition, was delivered on British TV at 3pm GMT (10 am Eastern).
As ever it is uplifting, reflective, inspirational
— and short — speech.
My Christmas is not complete until I see the Queen’s Speech.
Very impressive, very British start to this video.
The FULL Text of the Queen’s 2017 Christmas Broadcast.
“Sixty years ago today, a young woman spoke about the speed of technological change as she presented the first television broadcast of its kind. She described the moment as a landmark.
Six decades on, the presenter has ‘evolved’ somewhat, as has the technology she described. Back then, who could have imagined that people would one day be watching this on laptops and mobile phones – as some of you are today. But I’m also struck by something that hasn’t changed. That, whatever the technology, many of you will be watching this at home.
We think of our homes as places of warmth, familiarity and love; of shared stories and memories, which is perhaps why at this time of year so many return to where they grew up. There is a timeless simplicity to the pull of home.
For many, the idea of ‘home’ reaches beyond a physical building – to a home town or city. This Christmas, I think of London and Manchester, whose powerful identities shone through over the past twelve months in the face of appalling attacks. In Manchester, those targeted included children who had gone to see their favourite singer. A few days after the bombing, I had the privilege of meeting some of the young survivors and their parents.
I describe that hospital visit as a ‘privilege’ because the patients I met were an example to us all, showing extraordinary bravery and resilience. Indeed, many of those who survived the attack came together just days later for a benefit concert. It was a powerful reclaiming of the ground, and of the city those young people call home.
We expect our homes to be a place of safety – ‘sanctuary’ even – which makes it all the more shocking when the comfort they provide is shattered. A few weeks ago, The Prince of Wales visited the Caribbean in the aftermath of hurricanes that destroyed entire communities. And here in London, who can forget the sheer awfulness of the Grenfell Tower fire?
Our thoughts and prayers are with all those who died and those who lost so much; and we are indebted to members of the emergency services who risked their own lives, this past year, saving others. Many of them, of course, will not be at home today because they are working, to protect us.
Reflecting on these events makes me grateful for the blessings of home and family, and in particular for 70 years of marriage. I don’t know that anyone had invented the term platinum’ for a 70th wedding anniversary when I was born. You weren’t expected to be around that long. Even Prince Philip has decided it’s time to slow down a little – having, as he economically put it, ‘done his bit’. But I know his support and unique sense of humour will remain as strong as ever, as we enjoy spending time this Christmas with our family and look forward to welcoming new members into it next year.
In 2018 I will open my home to a different type of family: the leaders of the fifty-two nations of the Commonwealth, as they gather in the UK for a summit. The Commonwealth has an inspiring way of bringing people together, be it through the Commonwealth Games – which begin in a few months’ time on Australia’s Gold Coast – or through bodies like the Commonwealth Youth Orchestra & Choir: a reminder of how truly vibrant this international family is.
Today we celebrate Christmas, which itself is sometimes described as a festival of the home. Families travel long distances to be together. Volunteers and charities, as well as many churches, arrange meals for the homeless and those who would otherwise be alone on Christmas Day. We remember the birth of Jesus Christ whose only sanctuary was a stable in Bethlehem. He knew rejection, hardship and persecution; and yet it is Jesus Christ’s generous love and example which has inspired me through good times and bad.
Whatever your own experiences this year; wherever and however you are watching, I wish you a peaceful and very happy Christmas.”
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It was quite the storm. It was coming down thick & furious for a good 6 hours, till about 1pm. Then it stopped — cold turkey.
All 4 of us went out to shovel. That does NOT happen very often anymore. It was good to all be out. Devanee, at 17, can shovel well, given the years of practice she has had. Teischan is not very keen and in the main goes through the motions. I used the pusher most of the time — partly because we were out of shovels, or at least the shovels I like to use.
But, it went fast. In 75-minutes we were down to the blacktop. Could get both vans out. That meant Devanee could go out and get some Chinese takeout. And that is exactly what she did.\
So, it all worked out.
Still have to shovel the mailbox and deck on Tuesday. But that will be my exercise for tomorrow. I will again be on my own. Christmas is over!