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True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In palaces and towers where The voice of Grandeur dwells. No! Seek it where high Nature holds Her court 'mid stately groves, Where she her majesty unfolds, And in fresh beauty moves; Where...

życie jest piękne Cudowny dzień w Paryżu. Uśmiecha się wiosennym słońcu. Tak cudownie chodzić i się uśmiechać. Wszystko jest dobrze w Spring Sunshine. Cudowne lody czekoladowe. Drogie czekolady do smaku. Wiosna w Paryżu. Muzyka w powietrzu. Miłość w...

We had a lovely tea in this great place in Paris It is not every day we are in Paris. But Paris is a great place to be in. We decided upon this place called Mariages Freres. It had exquisite cakes that attracted us. However they had so many different...

ethical technology Technology should make our lives easier. Technology pollutes the environment Technology is increasingly designed with a short lifespan to fuel consumerism – The old black Bakelite telephone lasted in use for over 50 years

Why is there war? there is so much anger about. violence is just so un-needed for. a place for ice cream and a pause. smile consider the petals on a flower create something pretty and be proud

Facebook bans Jesus Christ There are many reasons that Facebook is evil but this defies all understanding. Facebook said that the image of Christ was an ‘Excessively Violent Content’. Facebook received a potential advert from a Catholic college for their...

A lovely Scottish highland tune, is "Willie Was a Wanton Wag". This tune holds a unique place in a marvellous Scottish song. The words of it were written by the Scottish poet William Hamilton (?1665 - 24 May 1751) The tune was brought to my attention...

Quiteness Noise is all around us. Even in the Scottish countryside. Fluttering of the last years leaves. Sea breeze makes its presence known. The pattering of the hedgehogs out now from their hibernation. The frozen icy breath for it is a very cold Spring...

A beautiful day. It started slowly very slowly. but with my eyes opened it was my a distinct effort to be nice. So after breakfast it was an opened door that brought the outside world now to my eyes. It later brought me until the teeming city. greeting...

The dinosaurs that got the Pirate's treasure. Once upon a time there was a triceratops. He was an enormous triceratops. He liked green leaf porridge. He lives in an average stone, straw house. His favourite pass-time was playing dino-ball. He was very...

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