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Sunday Round-up

Cornflake Ale

Flake News
The Seven Bro7thers Brewery in Salford is using cornflakes rejected by the nearby Kellogg’s factory to make Throw Away Ale and so cut down on food waste.

Not annoying at all
Parents of young children in America are about to be driven mad by the latest craze for cuddly singing sharks. Read more ›››

Sunday Round-up

Dreaming of a White House Christmas
Melania Trump has decorated the White House in typically understated style but what on earth are the red trees about? It looks like a weird Dr Who set.

Treasure Trove
Two lost episodes of the Morecambe and Wise from 1968 have turned up in a derelict cinema in Sierra Leone. Read more ›››

Sunday Round-up

536

Sign of the times 1: Forget the year of the Black Death or the Spanish Flu, medieval historian Michael McCormick believes the year 536 AD was the worst to be alive when a mysterious fog plunged Europe, the Middle East, and parts of Asia into darkness for eighteen months.

Keepie uppies: A group of women MPs were shown the red card after having a kick about on the floor of the House of Commons. Read more ›››

T is for Gerda Taro

The recently published biography of war correspondent Marie Colvin illustrates the dangers and bravery of this peculiar profession and the very first woman on the frontline was photojournalist Gerda Taro.

Taro was born Gerta Pohorylle in Stuttgart in 1910 to a middle-class Jewish family. She would later change her name to overcome the increasing intolerance of Jews in Europe. Read more ›››

Sunday Round-up

Sign of the times 1: They were meant to brighten up the streets of Hull but the City Council has ordered that a multitude of handmade signs be taken down after just one complaint about the one on the left by a BMW driver.

Weighty matters: After 130 years, the definition of a kilogram is about to change because’Le Grand K’ has lost weight over the years. It will soon be defined in terms of electrical current. Read more ›››

Dulce et decorum est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares, we turned our backs, And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots, But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind Read more ›››

The Last Laugh

‘O Jesus Christ! I’m hit,’ he said; and died. Whether he vainly cursed or prayed indeed, The Bullets chirped—In vain, vain, vain! Machine-guns chuckled—Tut-tut! Tut-tut! And the Big Gun guffawed.

Another sighed,—‘O Mother,—mother,—Dad!’ Then smiled at nothing, childlike, being dead. And the lofty Shrapnel-cloud Leisurely gestured,—Fool! And the splinters spat, and tittered. Read more ›››

Q is for Harriet Quimby

Harriet Quimby

I’ve written before about the early pioneers of flight from the exciting early years of the 20th century and some are less well known than they should be for all sorts of reasons.

One such is Harriet Quimby whose greatest aviation achievement in a tragically short career was overshadowed by an event of even greater historical significance. Read more ›››

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