Ship building comes to Aylesbury..well ok its not strictly or even sort of a ship i know, but looks like one i think, i have been watching this magnificent theatre being built over this year... and have kept on meaning to take a photo... and look hey! i did!
then this above is a pretty poor photo of the not exactly finished Christmas display in Friars Square, Aylesbury, and if the Christmas decorations are finished in there than they are pretty poor too!
it does not look very clear but there on the left at the top are a giants leg coming down through a cloud!
after Mom had her hair done, we set off for Aylesbury by bus... up in the lift to a store and had some nice soup and bread, we only had half measures so only got charged for one soup? well thats good i guess, after looking in a couple of other stores we went for a coffee and muffin! i wanted to buy some cards so said to Mom as she hadn't finished her coffee, well not really even started it that she would probably be about quarter of an hour yes? she said yes, so i said well i will be about ten minutes i think at the most... and off i went, down and out of Friars square into Haleleas(?) into the shop, grabbed what i wanted to the till and straight out, back in precisely 8 minutes! and Mom had gone....
i hung about where last seen, asked someone sitting there from before, no luck, looked into a couple of shop door ways, nope, sat down for ten minutes, Mom's mobile phone packed in through lack of interest! i then walked to the other end of mall and in and up to the loos... calling Mom? Mom? Mom? like some weirdo at all the closed doors...
came back down and out into the mall again... and then wandering along... Mom! arh!!!!
so... to the bus! and home...
Thomas Edison died At 9 P.M. On Oct. 18th, 1931 in New Jersey. He was 84 years of age. Shortly before passing away, he awoke from a coma and quietly whispered to his very religious and faithful wife Mina, who had been keeping a vigil all night by his side: "It is very beautiful over there..."
Recognizing that his death marked the end of an era in the progress of civilization, countless individuals, communities, and corporations throughout the world dimmed their lights and, or, briefly turned off their electric power in his honor on the evening of the day he was laid to rest at his beautiful estate at Glenmont, New Jersey. Most realized that, even though he was far from being a flawless human being and may not have really had the avuncular personality that was so often ascribed to him by myth makers, he was an essentially good man with a powerful mission.... Driven by a superhuman desire to fulfill the promise of research and invent things to serve mankind, no one did more to help realize our Puritan founders dream of creating a country that - at its best - would be viewed by the rest of the world as "a shining city upon a hill."
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