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My smoke detector protects me from fire, carbon monoxide and toast.

@J_WBerry @suespeaksup 🤔🥺

@suespeaksup @countcol No. They're not suddenly slashing the prices. They were up to half price from the start. Usually the price reduction comes is when you use a store loyalty card. It's to encourage people to have loyalty cards. Your sales data is valuable to these companies.

Cadbury eggs stacking up on shelves… reduced everywhere… and still no one’s buying. People can taste the difference. Cheaper ingredients, palm oil, higher prices it’s not the same chocolate anymore. Consumers aren’t stupid. They’ve just stopped buying it!!

For my bird watchers ♥️

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PHOTO OF THE DAY: The famous "Milkman in the Blitz" photo. It was a staged photo by the Daily Telegraph (1940). The milkman was a journalist. 📷 google images

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It was a very windy walk this morning here in Glastonbury. Some blue in between the clouds though which was lovely.

in 1646, a mysterious austrian man named johannes gumpp created this self-portrait and then disappeared from history. he painted himself from behind while looking in the mirror, creating 3 different perspectives on a single canvas. it was his only work; nothing is known about him

Restormel Castle, England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

Indiana Jones and the Temple of We're Doomed.

Happy 79th birthday to the iconic Elton John!

64 years ago today, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards played their first paid gig as Little Boy Blue & the Blue Boys at a club in Ealing, England. And they’re still playing together. Astonishing.

Trump: “I’ve been talking to Iran” The phone.

In 1902, a group of children from Plaistow, East London stood together for a photograph—barefoot, ragged, yet brimming with mischief. Their faces, marked by hardship and resilience, capture a moment of youth unbowed by the harsh realities of daily life. Even amidst worn clothes and the struggles of their streets, there is an unmistakable spark in their eyes—a defiance, a joy, a sense that childhood, however fleeting, still holds magic. But history casts a long shadow. Just twelve years later, the Great War would sweep across Europe, and these boys—carefree in the photograph—would come of age in a world torn apart by conflict. How many would return home? How many would march into the trenches never to see the streets of Plaistow again? Did some find peace, love, and family after the war, or were their lives cut tragically short, becoming part of the countless anonymous casualties that history records only in numbers? Their names may be lost, their fates unknown, but this single photograph preserves something timeless. It freezes them in a fleeting moment of innocence, camaraderie, and youthful defiance. For a brief instant, they stand together against the world, unaware of the storms to come—yet immortal in that shared gaze, forever young in the eyes of history. © Old London Photos #archaeohistories

A remarkable 19th-century tunnel book that brings the Rhine Valley to life, masterfully creating an illusion of three-dimensional depth and vast spatial distance

Make your own transistor radio. Artist: BH Robinson (1972)

“There cannot be a crisis next week. My schedule is already full.” Henry Kissinger

No matter how hard I try, I just never seem to run out of bad ideas.