I used to pass Curry Rivel on my way back to the West Country while I was at university. Once I had a college friend with me and he insisted that we went into the village to have a look around. At that time one of the regular meals in our shared flat was a curry made with Sainsbury’s boned rabbit meat. It was known as Curried Bunny. After our visit to Curry Rivel, Curried Bunny became Riveled Rabbit.
Why are you on this forum, then?
Because, as per their username, they were confused where to put their crit air sticker and knew there was only one place which had thoroughly worked through what is surely one of the most complex and important issues of our time.
Because I travel to mainland Europe quite a bit, and find this forum useful for info about it.
And good for you
Thats why my family have sold up and left Dallas area recently, its changing and not for the better with a huge influx from the west coast, stranger than ever weather patterns and they are not happy with the governance either. The real locals were lovely, very helpful and so were long resident mexican neighbours. Son in law tried Cheyenne for six months, it was so cold and difficult to get anywhere in a hurry plane-wise so they then both located to NC and were looking at buying until Helene struck recently leaving their locality destroyed and that put them off buying or staying even though its gorgeous there. Now they are moving tomorrow hopefully for the last time for a bit to south of Nashville where its just as nice, there is an Apple store nearby and an international airport for them both to get to their main offices. Also its not a restricted alcohol state and the taxes are far lower than all the other places.
In that incidence yes similar, but the old buildings were passive so no fan
Tornados ?
Country music.
Yes, that’s good, with a good basement.
That’s just average prices for those department and shouldn’t really be used as a guide. Prices within department can vary a lot. Where we live is about 20% less than the department average and it’s by no means the cheapest around here. And it’s a very good place to live.
Not like where they were in DFW, weekly sirens going off to take shelter, getting the mattresses ready to put on the vehicles to prevent golfball sized hailstones breaking windscreens and denting roofs.
I never get tired of being reminded how lucky I am to have arbitrarily chosen here to live.
Just the right amount of rain.
Just the right amount of sunshine.
Almost no really strong winds (since '99 anyway)
No moles, rock not far below the surface, but far enough to allow a riot of natural vegetation.
High enough above the valley to avoid flooding.
Rarely have snow, if it does arrive, usually gone by tea time.
I’d better shut up now, otherwise someone will come and build on the field just beyond the forest where I have direct access to walk the dogs.
I’ve never spent any time in Texas, but my vote is Florida. Sixty miserable years, the last ten unbearable. It boggles my mind why people want to move there. I don’t think Texas has the same “attraction” as Florida
Is that an old place name or a new eco-friendly body disposal facitlty?
Asking for a friend, obviously.
OK, next question. Why Germany?
Beautiful/fascinating Towns and Cities, and lovely people.
Now known as ‘femicide’, 'tis a gruesome tale
My guess is that they were hanged in the cage, which would be locked shut, to prevent anyone trying to get them down before they pegged out, tho’ I imagine the spectators would watch the whole performance of ‘the dance’ until all was over.
I read that if the rope was sited ‘correctly’ the compression on the carotid artery would result in brain death in +/- 30 secs.
There would be nothing but skellybones long before a year was out. Apart from natural decomposition it would be a buffet for crows and magpies and all sorts of creepy-crawlies.
The churchyard of St Augustine’s, West Monkton [just outside Taunton] has many graves with 'my name ’ on them. There’s one from the late 19C of Rosetta Nation and her husband ‘of Clarke’s Hotel, Taunton’.
My paternal family’s connection with West Monkton goes back to the 1600’s. Sadly, all that remains of the connection are the names ‘in memoriam’ of two men killed in WW1 and my father’s younger brother, lost on the debacle that was the sinking of HMSs Glorious, Acasta & Ardent.
There was another one that I came to know of, Caxton Gibbet, on the Great North Road, perhaps in Cambridgeshire.
Were they hanged to death (a slow process before the advent of ‘the long drop’) and then placed in that frame or was it done at the outset?
Pity the poor bugger who had to take him down after a year and gather the bits to bury, definitely a place not to wander down wind of.