Friday Ephemera (756)
Incoming. || Please update your X-Files. || Feeling all girly. Previously. Related. || The Atom Men and the Highlanders, 1958. || So, anyone for cake? || Carpathia. || Sprinklers of note. || The thrill of British place-name pronunciation. And yes, by God, it will be on the test. || From 1977: Is punk rock a threat to British society? || Scenes of definite pregnancy. || Writing with powder. || Posh frock of yore. || Frozen for freshness. || Just checking what it is. || He’s wearing his dead baby dress, as one does. || Chess board of note. || The crocodilian phallus. || Not in fact a legend. || Rates of violent crime among Somali immigrants only “fifteen times higher than the among ethnic Norwegians.” || Fortifying beverage. || And finally, I’m not at all sure what this is, so answers on a postcard, please.
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We live in an sgr of wonders.
What the hell, Ireland?
I nervously await reports from other commenters.
Turley is the man.
@dicentra
Re: What the hell, Ireland?
I do not think that lead sentence says what I think the reporter intended it to say. Maybe the Irish do things differently, but I can’t help but note that both of my hands ‘once belonged to a child,’ and I doubt I am unusual in this regard.