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househuntingscotland · 5 months
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3 bedroom flat for sale on Alexandra Parade, Dennistoun, Glasgow
Asking price: £270,000
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shamanka66 · 3 months
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Introduction to Shamanism
Have you ever wondered about Shamans, Shamanism and where it all happens? I am giving a talk/presentation on the 21st March at The Wellbeing Hub in Bridgeton Glasgow. This is ahead of the Introduction to Shamanic Journeying event that will be happening on the 23rd of March which will be a time when you get to actually connect with a Power Animal, or at least you will be taught the skill of how…
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pteraphylax · 3 months
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I love the fact that there are so many Scottish accents/ VAs in Baldur’s Gate 3. It’s such a welcome change! Welsh and Northern Irish accents too.
I wish we had some more accent choices for Tav/ Durge. Posh English accents are essentially the only options. There’s a few where certain phrases sound almost-sort-of-northern-but-not-really, but they’re mostly quite posh. Why can’t we have these amazing Scottish/ Irish/ Welsh options?
It would be so good if all the origin companions had Scottish accents instead of English. My ideas for that under the cut:
Astarion: Extremely camp Edinburgh/ Fife accent. The one that almost every gay man who sets foot in the central belt ends up acquiring. Turned up to 11. If you’ve heard it you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Gale: Posh but still distinctly Scottish Edinburgh accent. The university accent. It sounds nice but makes you annoyed at the same time. I would still love him despite it.
Karlach: Working class Glaswegian accent. She’s that girl who becomes obsessed with hillwalking as soon as she turns 21 and her camera roll is full of blurry pics of lochs. Yes, you CAN get all that from the accent.
Lae’zel: Strange Shetland accent that sounds almost like a Highland accent but is different enough to make you constantly go “huh?”
Shadowheart: Doric inspired North-East leaning accent. Shadowheart sounds wayyy too posh in my opinion. She should sound like a teuchter. She should be at the Highland Games (I may be projecting…).
Wyll: Insufferable ‘Scottish’ accent that actual Lords have where they just sound like they’re from London. His Dad would have a fairly normal Glasgow accent, but Wyll would have picked his accent up at private school. I would still love him despite it.
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octuscle · 1 year
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Shiny fabric
As much as Mack enjoyed living in the countryside in Scotland, he also enjoyed the occasional trip to London. He loved the metropolis, which was yet another category entirely different from Glasgow. And Mack loved the East End. Here he found honest lads, real fellas, with whom one could have all kinds of fun. Fun of all kinds. Actually, it was usually enough for Mack if there were a few beers and if there was fucking afterwards. That was all he needed on a good night out in London. But tonight he was excited. He'd passed a store last night on the way to his hotel room that had Adidas Chile tracksuits in his size in the window. In XXL. Black with gold stripes. He had been looking for it for years. Just wasn't available in that size anymore. He had never understood why Adidas no longer produced it. He knew a whole bunch of fellas who got off on the shiny fabric. He wouldn't necessarily wear something like that in public. But at home. Jerking off in the fabric. He had gotten a boner right away at the thought.
The store was called CHAVTF and it opened at 11:00 on Saturday. At 10:50, Mack was at the door. He didn't want to take any chances, he had to have the tracksuit. At 11:15, a young man came and opened the door. Slim, he wore a tracksuit himself and an alpha jacket over it. Hair noticeably shorter than Mack's. Cool bastard, Mack thought to himself… The cool bastard asked Mack into the store, turned on the lights and asked how he could help. As cool as he could be, Mack asked for the suit from the store window. In XXL. The store clerk laughed. Mate, the only thing XXL about you is your dick. There are changing rooms in the back, get undressed, I'll bring you the tracksuit. Without thinking, Mack went into the locker room and stripped naked. Between his legs dangled his impressive cock, dripping precum. He looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction. The young man came into the cubicle, the curtain of which was not drawn at all. He placed the suit on a stool, hugged Mack from behind, and grasped the massive cock with both hands. "To try on the suit, though, please wrap that beauty up," he laughed. Mack picked up the jockstrap from the floor and pulled it over his wiry, hairy legs. The jockstrap still reeked of last night's piss, cum and beer. He took the shiny size S pants and pulled them up. Fit like a glove. The store clerk cleared out a new shipment of goods and stopped briefly at the changing room. Looks extremely awesome, mate. Your customers are going to love it."
Mack reached through the fabric of his pants for his cock. "Hell, yeah," he said enthusiastically. "Here, try this T-shirt with it," the store clerk said, tossing him a compression shirt with Batman printed on it. Mack slipped it on and nodded his approval. Looked cool, accentuated his lean body. "Say, how much do you actually take for a date?" Mack said that depended on the customer, a quick blowjob here in the locker room would be free. But otherwise, he would be a luxury product. Only for an escort service he took 200 pounds an hour. Everything else cost extra. "Bloody hell," the clerk replied. 'I work two days for that. When things are going well. But don't your customers expect someone freshly showered? You smell like you haven't showered in two days." "Three, actually. I'm about to have a pervert jerk off while he gets to smell my armpits. Gives you some extra cash." "I really have the wrong job. Is the Arab accent a trick? Or are you really from there." Maleek explained in the finest Cockney accent that his parents were from Morocco, but he was born here. Of course, the Arab accent is a trick. But his clients would dig it.
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Maleek paid for the three tracksuits that were still available in his size. He knew how dates with his next client went. If his tracksuit survived, his client would ask him to piss in it and then pay him easily five times what he had to pay now for three suits. So two suits on reserve was a wise investment. And just because he was a whore, he didn't have to be a bad businessman. But now let's go to the agreed meeting place and play the street hustler. That was part of the game with his client.
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Colin Firth, filming Lockerbie and embodying Dr Jim Swire, 88, in Glasgow as he sported Jim's famous 'Lockerbie: The Truth Must Be Known' badge. 📸 © Wattie Cheung
Sky drama and Peacock “Lockerbie”.
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It's not the one original series "Lockerbie," about the 1988 flight disaster. Sky and Peacock began filming in Scotland in February and BBC, Netflix and MGM started programming in March.
The cast members in Lockerbie Colin Firth (The King’s Speech, A Single Man, The Staircase) join Catherine McCormack (Slow Horses, Temple, Lucan) to play Jane Swire opposite Firth’s Dr Jim Swire.
Known as the Lockerbie bombing and the Lockerbie air disaster in the UK, it was described by Scotland's Lord Advocate as the UK's largest criminal inquiry led by the smallest police force in Britain, Dumfries and Galloway Constabulary.
The five-part series, featuring Oscar-winning actor Colin Firth, is based on the tragic Lockerbie terror attack on 21st December 1988 when Pan Am flight 103 from London to New York exploded over the Dumfries and Galloway town, killing all 259 on board and 11 residents.
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Colin Firth, will play Dr Jim Swire, a doctor who lost his daughter, Flora, in the 1988 tragedy. Writers also took inspiration from Jim's book, The Lockerbie Bombing: A Father's Search for Justice.
In the wake of the disaster, Dr Jim Swire (Firth), is nominated spokesperson for the UK victims’ families, who have united to demand truth and justice. Travelling across continents and political divides, Jim embarks on a relentless journey that not only jeopardises his stability, family and life, but completely overturns his trust in the justice system. As the truth shifts under Jim’s feet, his view of the world is left forever sullied.
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Colin dyed his hair a whitish shade of grey to match Jim's and wore a tartan tie. 📸 © Wattie Cheung
Firth was seen on the set of the new drama in Linlithgow, which will close several roads in the east end and city centre during the filming. Colin was spotted in character and has taken on the role of Jim, 88, the father of one of the 270 victims of the 21st December 1988 Lockerbie bombing.
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At the back of Colin's briefcase was a drawing of Jim's daughter, Flora Swire, who was on her way to the US to spend Christmas with her boyfriend when Libyan terrorists blew up the plane.
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The real Jim (pictured in 2015) became famous after the bombing for his relentless lobbying towards a solution for the difficulties in bringing suspects in the original bombing to trial 📸 © PA
The series is based on the book The Lockerbie Bombing: A Father’s Search for Justice by Jim Swire and Peter Biddulph – as well as other sources.
Lockerbie bombing, The new drama, Flight 103: Film crew in Linlithgow to work on, have been spotted in Glasgow as filming begins in the city. Road closures are in place as filming kick starts.
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A film crew is currently filming in Linlithgow working on a new TV series based on the Lockerbie disaster.
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Linlithgow is situated between Edinburgh and Glasgow, to the south of the Firth of Forth and on the edge of Linlithgow Loch. Linlithgow Palace, Stewart residence, birthplace of Mary Queen of Scots, and rest stop between Edinburgh Castle and Stirling Castle.
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It had been noticed for its similarity to the original Pan Am Flight 103 which exploded over the town of Dumfries and Galloway, 40 minutes into its flight from London to New York.
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Scottish playwright David Harrower (Blackbird, Knives in Hens) is the lead writer. Maryam Hamidi (Vigil) is guest writer on an episode. Additional writing comes from Jim, Kirsten and Naomi Sheridan.
BAFTA Award-winning Otto Bathurst (Peaky Blinders, The Winter King) is lead director. Jim Loach (Save Me) will also direct an episode. Gareth Neame and Nigel Marchant are Executive Producers for Carnival Films. Sam Hoyle is Executive Producer for Sky Studios. Additional Executive Producers include David Harrower, Otto Bathurst, Liz Trubridge, Jim Sheridan, Kirsten Sheridan and Oskar Slingerland.
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A release date for the series hasn't yet been set.
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scotianostra · 6 months
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On December 1st 2010 an "unprecedented" snowfall and freeze brought Scotland to a standstill.
Across the country temperatures plunged the lowest being -16 in the Highlands and the Forth Road Bridge was closed to traffic for the first time in it's history. Several councils closed all their schools meaning a welcome day off for over 250,000 pupils across the country. The lowest minimum temperature was -21.3C at Altnaharra on December 2nd!
Glasgow and Dundee were among the areas to introduce blanket school closures as well as all state schools in Midlothian, West Lothian and East Lothian. East Coast train services were severely affected with no services going to or from Inverness or Aberdeen from Edinburgh, a reduced service between Glasgow and Edinburgh and services cancelled on the Larkhall-Hamilton to Glasgow line.
BP announced it was causing delays on deliveries from the Grangemouth terminal to its petrol stations across Scotland.
It wasn't all doom and gloom though, Cairngorm, Glenshee and the Lecht said they had lots of fresh snow, while the Nevis Range was due to open with its earlier start to a season for 13 years. Some people took advatage of Lochs freezing over including Lochwinnoch in Renfrewshire, and Lake of Menteith in the Trossachs.
A further heavy snowfall on December 6th added to the chaos, South Lanarkshire Council put up about 200 people on the Monday night in their banqueting hall, including a party of pensioners from Blackpool who had been travelling to Arrochar, two Yorkshire businessmen and an OAP in a hypothermic state who had walked from Coatbridge and had been found in Almada Street in Hamilton.
The period from 9 to 15 December saw milder and quieter conditions with a gradual thaw of lying snow. However, a second spell of severe weather began on Thursday 16 December as very cold Arctic air pushed down through the country and it remained bitterly cold until Boxing Day, with day time temperatures again failing to rise above freezing and very severe frosts. While there was little further snowfall, lying snow remained until 26 to 27 December.
Overall, the prolonged freezing conditions resulted in an exceptionally cold December resulting in: the coldest December in the last 100 years
By the New Year a thaw had begun, and there was no recurrence of the extreme conditions for the remainder of the winter. There was some snowfall in early January, and there was an anticyclonic spell at the end of the month that brought some cold, frosty days. February was above average in temperature and ended on a mild note, although the snow returned in much of Scotland during March.
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beardedmrbean · 3 months
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In the beloved children’s story by Roald Dahl, the golden ticket holders who won a once-in-a-lifetime trip to Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory were promised – and experienced – “a world of pure imagination”.
But children hoping for a similar magical experience at a £35-a-head event in Glasgow instead found what their parents described as an “incredibly underwhelming” damp squib.
Some of the children who had travelled from across Scotland and the north of England to Willy’s Chocolate Experience in Glasgow ended up in tears. The all-weekend event was abruptly cancelled only halfway through its first day, and police were called as anger grew.
Organisers House of Illuminati promised visitors a “journey filled with wondrous creations and enchanting surprises at every turn” and a day “where dreams come to life”.
The advertised attractions included an “enchanted garden” with giant sweets and an “imagination lab” that promised to transport the viewer into “the realm of creativity”.
But parents expecting the experience to recreate the magic of Dahl’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory were hugely disappointed.
Visitors said the event took place in a venue that was little more than “an abandoned empty warehouse” sparsely decorated with plastic props, a small bouncy castle and backdrops pinned to walls.
The furious reaction from parents prompted the organisers to close the event midway through Saturday, only hours after it had opened.
Police Scotland confirmed that officers were called to the event at the Box Hub Warehouse in Whiteinch, and said “advice was given” following complaints from unhappy visitors. House of Illuminati published an apology on its Facebook page and promised refunds over the coming days.
Visitor Shirley Bell wrote: “We had tickets for 1.15pm and didn’t even get in. They have shut it down as so many complaints. Apparently a few props and a couple of people dressed up and then wait for a packet a sweets and a wee lolly.
“Kids all dressed up and crying waiting for what they thought was going to be a magical experience. The organisers should be ashamed of themselves.”
Stuart Sinclair, 29, from Douglas, South Lanarkshire, took his two sons and four-year-old daughter to the attraction.
He told the Courier newspaper: “There was a guy wandering around apparently dressed as Willy Wonka but he didn’t seem interested. You then got inside and there were a couple of props and a plastic chocolate thing.
“In the next room, they had test tubes with jelly babies. I said to the kids at least they would get a bag of sweets but they gave them one single sweet each.”
Another parent posted on Facebook: “What an absolute farce, two upset kids. Cowboys.”
Eva Stewart, of East Kilbride, told BBC Scotland: “It was basically advertised as this big massive Willy Wonka experience with optical illusions and big chocolate fountains and sweets.
“But when we got there, it was practically an abandoned, empty warehouse, with hardly anything in it.”
A Facebook group was set up by those left angry and disappointed by the experience.
The Box Hub venue said it had only hired out the space and was not responsible for the exhibition.
Matthew Waterfield, the operations manager, told The Scottish Sun that House of Illuminati approached the venue a few weeks ago with a plan that “sounded great on paper” but “looked incredibly underwhelming”.
He said visitors “were very unhappy with the amount of money House of Illuminati had been charging for admittance”, adding: “Things started to get quite aggressive.”
In a post on Facebook, a House of Illuminati spokesman said: “Today has been a very stressful and frustrating day for many and for that we are truly sorry.
“Unfortunately, at the last minute we were let down in many areas of our event and tried our best to continue on and push through and now realise we probably should have cancelled first thing this morning instead.
“We fully apologise for what has happened and will be giving full refunds to each and every person that purchased tickets. We planned a fabulous event and it just did not take shape as planned and for that we are truly sorry.”
Glasgow City Council said its trading standards department had received one complaint and people should contact the organiser in the first instance to obtain a refund.
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toomuchracket · 2 months
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hi mads, random, but are you from glasgow? i'm going there in a few weeks and wondering if you had recommendations for cute places, shops and cafes to visit???
technically no but i practically live there at this point lol. ok so i think you should go out the west end (get the subway to hillhead/kelvinhall/kelvinbridge/maybe even partick) and go to kelvingrove gallery and/or the botanic gardens - there are a lot of cute cafes and restaurants out that way too!! alternatively, get the train from central and hang out in shawlands for a bit, there are some really lovely independent shops, and you could also get off the train at pollokshaws west and go to see the highland cows in pollok country park (there are baby ones!!); there's also the burrell collection, a gallery, within the park too. if you like pizza, paesano is the move (there's one in the west end AND one in the city centre), and definitely sugo for pasta (literally my fav place of all time). for drinks in the city centre, i like stereo and tabac for something chill, king tuts is iconic, and devil of brooklyn is meant to be fab - for coffee, tinderbox (they have a few locations across the city), laboratorio espresso, spitfire, or social bite on sauchiehall street (their proceeds go to helping reduce homelessness, and the cakes are AMAZING). drinks in the west end, i'd go to inn deep or banana moon, or somewhere down ashton lane or oran mor if i was feeling a bit fancier, and i tend to buy coffee in the alchemy experiment whenever i'm out there just for an excuse to go in lol - it's a gallery space/cafe hybrid, where they sell art and other little independently-crafted bits and bobs, and if you're there then walk a few doors down to onawallnearyou for prints as well. if you're going any further east than glasgow cross - which you should, to go to the barras market at the weekend - saint luke's and the winged ox for drinks (nice food, too), and us v them for coffee. OH also if you're looking for something cute to do, definitely go pottery painting at the craft pottery (book via insta), and golf fang is meant to be really fun crazy golf but i have yet to try. and tbh if it's live music you're after then i'd just see what's on in stereo/king tuts/broadcast/nice n sleazys while you're there lol you might end up seeing the next big thing!! yeah there's so much to do. gonna tag jade @theseventyfive to see if she has any recs that i've forgotten lol <3
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the-paintrist · 9 months
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Philip de László - Portrait of Portrait of Sir Alfred East - 1907
Philip Alexius László de Lombos MVO RBA (born Fülöp Laub; Hungarian: Fülöp Elek László; 30 April 1869 – 22 November 1937), known professionally as Philip de László, was an Anglo-Hungarian painter known particularly for his portraits of royal and aristocratic personages. In 1900, he married the Anglo-Irish socialite Lucy Guinness, and he became a British subject in 1914. László's patrons awarded him numerous honours and medals. He was invested with the Royal Victorian Order by Edward VII in 1909 and, in 1912, he was ennobled by Franz Joseph I of Austria; becoming a part of the Hungarian nobility.
Sir Alfred Edward East RA RBA (15 December 1844 – 28 September 1913) was an English painter.
Alfred East was born in Kettering in Northamptonshire and studied at the Glasgow School of Art. His romantic landscapes show the influence of the Barbizon school. His The Art of Landscape Painting in Oil Colour was published in 1906. In April 1888 he had shared an exhibition at the galleries of the Fine Art Society with T.C. Gotch and W. Ayerst Ingram, and was commissioned the following year by Marcus Huish, managing director of the Society, to spend six months in Japan to paint the landscape and the people of the country. When the exhibition of 104 paintings from this tour was held at the Fine Art Society in 1890 it was a spectacular success.
East visited Spain after 1892 when he visited Algeciras at the southern end of Iberia.
In 1906 he was elected president of the Royal Society of British Artists, a position he held until his death. In that year, he published his 107-page illustrated "The Art of Landscape Painting in Oil Colour"; in its preface, he made the observation: "The greatest errors in landscape painting are to be found – contradictory as it may appear – not so much in the matter of technique as in the painter's attitude toward Nature". In this book he described his techniques using colours, half-tones and pencil sketches.
He was awarded a Knighthood in 1910 by King Edward VII. His portrait was painted by Philip de Laszlo. The Alfred East Art Gallery in Kettering, designed by John Alfred Gotch opened on 31 July 1913. The Alfred East Gallery is Northamptonshire's oldest purpose-built art gallery.
East was elected an Associate of the Royal Academy in 1899, having been a regular exhibitor since 1883 and elected to full membership in 1913.
On 28 September 1913, Alfred East died at his London residence in Belsize Park. His body was taken back to Kettering and lay in state in the Art Gallery, where it was surrounded by the pictures he had presented to the town, and attracted crowds of several thousands.
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enbycrip · 8 months
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One of Glasgow’s famous house-end murals. This one, by Artist Mark Worst, shows St Thenue, now more commonly known as St Enoch, the mother of St Mungo, Glasgow’s patron saint. The mural is just off London Road facing up Abercromby street in Bridgeton.
The mural Illustrates St Thenue being guided across the Firth of Forth by a shoal of trout. The patterned shawl she wears features 29 motifs - a tribute to the 29 East End women who died in the 1889 Templeton factory disaster in which a wall collapsed onto a weaving shed.
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kittycatpopprincess · 7 months
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Day 6: It Feels Like Home
It had been so long since Atsuko Kagari Cavendish had been home. She had been travelling the world for two months now. But today was the day she was supposed to finally come back, and the thought of her return had been on Diana’s mind all day. She checked her watch, securely strapped to the inside of her wrist: After cleaning out the large house they shared, dusting, vacuuming, hanging the latest batch of laundry outside to dry and making one last round of inspection to make sure everything was perfect, it was already five in the afternoon. She had about five hours left until Akko arrived. Silently, she took her wedding ring out of her trouser’s coin pocket, holding it carefully in her palm and turning it, one, two, three times; Diana was not the superstitious type, but this little ritual helped her feel at east while she silently wished for Akko to be alright and come back to her soon. She put the ring back in her coin pocket, not yet done with the day’s work. Akko would arrive in time for dinner, and for this occasion, Diana made sure to cook something special. She walked into the kitchen, rolling up the sleeves of her beige shirt. Already, she gathered the ingredients to cook a boeuf bourguignon, one of Akko’s favourite dishes ever since she tasted it for the first time while visiting the Burgundy region where Chariot, her teacher, mentor and idol, was born. Prime beef already diced and left overnight in red wine, thyme and bay leaves, locally-grown carrots and onions; She carefully prepared them all, browning the meat, deglazing the wine, bringing the whole to simmer and left it to slowly cook over for the next few hours.
Next on her list was to take a thorough shower, and dress properly for her wife’s return. A silk, soft peach button up gifted to her for her Akko’s first christmas in their common house; Off-white flannel trousers, the same one she wore at Akko’s Glasgow show three years ago; Plum purple earrings which dangled from her lobes, her beloved’s favourite. Diana didn’t get attached to things easily. All she kept had some sentimental value and meaning. In essence, that night, Diana dressed by choosing her favourite memories, down to the last minute detail. She took her ring in the palm of her hand again, and turned it three times before putting it back on. One last check that she had bath salts and candles to run her wife a bath later if needed, and she was done here too.
She had some time left, and went to the living room, carefully scanning through the impressive collection of records they had amassed over the years. One after another, she slowly tipped the sleeves before settling on one album, the cheap cardboard sleeve beginning to fall apart from how much they had listened to it. Emily Bindiger’s 1971 album “Emily”. The record was placed on the turntable and started spinning, music filling every room of the house. Finally, Diana added a bit of chocolate to the sauce of the almost thoroughly cooked beef, lit up a stick of cinnamon-scented incense, and went to open the door as soon as she heard the three knocks she knew by heart by now. As soon as she did, Akko took her in her arms, holding her close after months of being apart. And in this moment, Diana felt comfort in all that was missing up until now. The sound of her laughter, her delicate perfume, the warmth of her arms around her. Akko was finally here.
“Welcome back, my darling.”
This was home again.
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A/N: It ended up being a day late, but here's my contribution to Dianako week 2023! This was honestly pretty fun to write despite being a bit short, even by my standards. Hopefully I managed to avoid typos and the likes. And uuuh I hope you had fun reading if you read it all!
@dianakko-week
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househuntingscotland · 5 months
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2 bedroom flat for sale on Roslea Drive, Dennistoun, Glasgow
Asking price: £175,000
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milfjagger · 10 months
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incomplete list of some of the greatest accents in the uk and ireland imo
> cornish
> bristol
> derry
> newcastle
> glasgow
> north wales
> liverpool
> donegal
> london east end (cockney)
> belfast
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brood-mother · 1 year
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scottish, irish and palestinian flags being marched together, common glasgow east end w
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fumblingmusings · 1 year
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I know why people put Arthur as the bastard cuckoo baby (because culturally he is) but when you look at a genetic map of the British Isles he's only around 20% German and not at all Nordic. He's still a wee Celtic baby just like his siblings, it's just that Celtic culture got supplanted. East Lowland Scots (the bulk of the population outside of Glasgow the West and Aberdeen in the north) are indistinguishable from English people and arguably Wales is the oldest of Britannia's kids, perhaps the point where he'sthe only one who is truly hers.
Again, it just makes me think about why Anglo-Saxon culture won out. Not that many came over in the grand scheme of things, and they tended to intermarry rather than push out. It looks like the same thing with the Irish Scots coming over and 'wiping' out the Picts. Wales remains untouched. Those mountains...
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Personally this is why if I find trying to pin a date for the kids' births so goddamn hard, 'cause if you are saying that yes Britannia did exist and she was their mum, then the kids surely have to remember Rome? Right? Either Britannia died much later than we usually say (400AD ish right, with the end of Roman Britain, but maybe it was the 600s instead?) or the kids are much older (and were babies for much longer) than what we think, being born like 40BC or something. Mysteries...
Anyway, culture and genetics are not the same thing. Welsh and Cornish as languages may be mutually intelligible, but the people don't necessarily have the same common ancestors??? Fascinating...
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scotianostra · 1 month
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Angus Wilson Lennie was born on April 18th 1930 in Glasgow.
Many of you of a certain age might remember Angus as Shughie McFee, the chef in Crossroads but others, myself included he will always be remembered as Archibald Ives, 'The Mole' in one of the best ever films, in my opinion, The Great Escape.
Lennie was born and brought up in Shettleston, in Glasgow's East End, where he attended Eastbank Academy he began in show business as a dancer and stand up comedian. He was a song and dance man by the age of 14, performing at the Glasgow Metropole and was then on the variety circuit prior to making the transition into stage acting at Perth Theatre in the late 1940's In 1957, he made his television debut in the Armchair Theatre play The Mortimer Touch.
Two years later, he was cast as the cabin boy Sunny Jim in the BBC Scotland comedy series Para Handy- Master Mariner the first of the Para Handy tales in 1959. Other TV roles through the years included, The Saint Dr Who, Z Cars, Rumpole of the Bailey, Lovejoy, The Onedin Line, All Night Long, Keeping Up Appearances and Monarch of the Glen.
On stage, he appeared in six pantomimes over 10 years with the comedian Stanley Baxter at the King's Theatres in Edinburgh and Glasgow, and toured the Far East with Derek Nimmo's company.
On the big screen as well as The Great Escape he was also in Oh What a Lovely War, 633 Squadron and The V.I.P.s alongside Richard Burton.
Lennie died on 14 September 2014 in Acton, West London, aged 84.
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