you know I meant that I accepted your remark your own neck is better than your neck in the context.
But the noun stake has more than one meaning and the fact that I didn’t know any, is the reason for me to have just said Let it go - you know, like that lovely song in 25 different languages
But since you insisted and brought it up, and considering one of the meanings, could these sticks be stakes? not really, but almost:
If yes, then I could translate the name of the ruler Vlad Tepes better, even if it meant something else, but because it could be this one also: Vlad The Staker.
If it’s completely out of reality as I think it is, you may tell me, I don’t mind but I’ll say Let it go…… in Japanese
BTW, have you ever seen these statues, Jamie? Where are they?
They lighten in different colors by night.
I found a Neck Lace in the park were I seen two lovers “Necking” and watched two jockeys risking their necksracing neck and neck - at break neck speed - in this neck of the woods so I filled it up to the neck. But if I had to stick my neck out I would say wind your neck in because he has some [i]neck on him/i
Of course
Of course not
But I did find these while I was trying to find them though
I’m really impressed of what you found, Jamie!
It’s 1.8, a beautiful sculpture in motion made by Janet Echelman, an artist who created huge and sculptures using fishing nets in open space in several cities of the world.
She explains her piece of art here: youtube.com/watch?v=DQ4wyAS9j8c
Look what I found further and it’s worth watching:
Now, if we go back to my statues which are not statues but some pieces of city-art too, I’ll tell you where you can find them: in a beautiful place sur la Cote D’azur, c’est a dire la belle Nice.
There sure are, and it would be interesting to bring them up.
For example, if you (not you) have a sharp tongue, you’d better bite your tongue before saying something, because the bad things you want to say, could happen for real; although if you keep silent too much, people would say that cat got your tongue.
Yes its funny how familiar things are used to describe what we mean.
What is also very noticeable is how many things which were very familiar say fifty or a hundred years ago are still used yet are no longer very familiar to us on a day to day basis due to changes in our lifestyle and technology.
btw just from their accents, what part of Britain do you think these ladies are from Monica?
After a meticulous research “on the go” as Alicja said, I decided eventually:
the lady at the left is from Northern Wales, the one in the middle is from Ireland and the lady at the right is from the South-East of England.
I suppose I should go and see.
In the mean time, if you know, don’t keep it for yourself
“I suppose I should go and see.
In the mean time, if you know, don’t keep it for yourself”
Well good evening Monica and I must say that Sounds really native Monica Almost “Come on don’t keep it to yourself” (hurry up :-))
OK I’ll “spit it out then” “Glasgow”
“Remember when Hurricane Bawbag was a thing? Glasgow does – it’s a word we’ve attributed to many a pal or an enemy over the years, either in affection or irritation. We won’t give you the literal translation, but we will tell you that it’s another word for a dafty – not to mention a storm which hit Scotland so hard that even trampolines were on the run. It became a world-trending hashtag then – but it’ll always be in the Glasgow vocabulary”.
But don’t waste much time on this Monica as I don’t want you speaking with a Glasgae Brogue when we’re on the French Riviera together and I’m pretending to be posh James Bond.
Of all British Accents I think Scottish is my least favourite. Although Scouse (Liverpool) comes in a close second.
I believe I just started being self-important, so if you really like Scottish so much , I promise to speak only French sur la Cote d’azur.
On one condition: when I ask you “Aie right?” you will say “How no?”
Deal?
Let’s take a break for the moment and go to Cannes then:
I did a post on this a few days ago Monica but it seems to have disappeared?
The Thrust of my post war that before WW1 the Cote de Sur must have seemed like a real life utopia? with its idyllic rock and beach formations covered in that era’s European Elite all bathed in a special Mediterranean sun. Although I always thought this was a time just before the world lost its innocence. It was a time when you could live in an Agatha Christie murder mystery…on the train to Istanbul. Was it Bees Nees who killed poor Alan or was it Torsten actually my money would be on myself as Bees looks to obvious
Luckily there is an exceptionally convenient train service that operates along the coast which is cheap to use, has a regular service and stops at all of the most important towns and villages.
We use this train a great deal when visiting and highly recommend it. It is also very useful if you are staying in one of the resort towns and want to visit Monaco or Nice, or vice versa.
Yes, I know you’re right, because I used the train too, from Nice to Cannes and back and I would have liked to go to San Remo also, but I had to leave it for another time.
However, when I wanted to visit Monaco, I took the local bus which was also cheap and I liked it even more, because the road followed closely the coast and the view of the sea was fantastic all along!
I didn’t take pictures but I can see it whenever I want … with the eyes of my mind, of course. Never will they be deleted from there…
N’est-ce pas?
Pierre-Auguste Renoir:
“Renoir had moved to southern France in the hopes that the climate would alleviate his suffering from rheumatism. The famous painter settled in Cagnes-sur-Mer, between Nice and Antibes, in 1903 and lived there until his death in 1919.
His onetime house is today a museum.”
There was also Henri-Émile-Benoît Matisse:
"Matisse also spent his later years at the Cote d’Azur. Hoping that the local air would give some relief from his chronic bronchitis, he traveled to Nice in 1917.
After days of rain, he was ready to leave - then suddenly, so goes the legend, the sky shone in turquoise. “When I became aware that I could see this light every morning, I couldn’t believe my good fortune,” said the painter and sculptor. He decided to spend the rest of his life there. Matisse died in 1954, and a museum in his memory opened in Nice in 1963.
Marc Chagall has also found special the colours of the French Riviera. The mentioned site says:
“Another important 20th century painter has a museum dedicated to him in Nice: Marc Chagall spent the last 35 years of his life in a nearby village and died there at age 98. It is said that the explosive colors in his often surreal art were inspired by the natural surroundings.”
It seems the French Riviera is a super place for painters.
You made me curious, so next time I’m going to look for some art museums.
People who are not painters find here a super place for … photos! Why?
I felt like taking home with me all I’ve seen, that beautiful it was!
So I took hundreds of photos, really!
“For us today, the Cote d’Azur is coupled with images of paintings that we all carry around in our heads.” Which is more or less what I was saying. (Except I have never been.) youtube.com/watch?v=o5yrajn2XXg
With this film I recalled my few-days-trip sur la Cote d’Azur.
I watched it with great interest and remembered the beautiful Nice with all the places I visited by walking or where the touristic train took me, the fantastic view opened before my eyes from the castle hill, the charming little streets of the old town, that “je ne sais quoi” which makes Nice be so special.