‘Tis the season to be jolly! Christmas is nearly upon us and a couple of months have passed since our last site update. So it seems that now is the time to fill you all in on the latest happenings and to wish one and all a merry Christmas. It is hard to believe that we are now one and a half years old! To be honest there has not been a project in my life that has lasted this long, so clearly I finally found my niche <img src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/2/72×72/1f642.png" alt="
1. Herjender “Gos” Gosal View this image ” Gos was on Big Brother 4. Or as it is affectionately known ‘Big Brother Snore’. He spent his summer belly-down on a beanbag. And we watched him. 2. Nicola Holt View this image ” Nicola’s claims to fame includes appearing on the first ever
1. Herjender “Gos” Gosal
Gos was on Big Brother 4. Or as it is affectionately known ‘Big Brother Snore’. He spent his summer belly-down on a beanbag. And we watched him.
2. Nicola Holt
Nicola’s claims to fame includes appearing on the first ever Big Brother and releasing the first ever Big Brother-themed sex tape. Classy.
3. Rachel Rice
She allegedly won a series of Big Brother. We must have been washing our hair that year.
4. Dale Howard
This man claims to be from Big Brother 9. We’re also fairly certain that he served us at Pizza Express last week.
5. Mario Marconi
Despite that jawline and the melted Sly Stallone waxwork looks, we wouldn’t recognise Mario even if he slapped us in the face with his hair gel collection.
6. Maysoon Shaladi
Maysoon went into the Big Brother House with a mission to change model stereotypes. She spent 26 days in the house, not saying much. She then did photoshoots in her underwear. Mission accomplished.
7. Nush Nowak
We all loved Nush. She was amazing. With the thing. And the thing. And when she said the other thing.
A self-styled “entertainment entrepreneur” and the man with the silliest name in TV history.
9. Sandy Cumming
In Big Brother 3, he urinated in the house bin and then legged it over the garden wall. He’s never been heard or seen since.
10. Sissy Rooney
Sissy from Big Brother 4. About as memorable as a repeat of Last Of The Summer Wine.
A wannabe hip-hop star with a face for Crimewatch, we’d bet a fiver that Spiral is now working at JD Sports.
12. Sada Wilkington
The first Big Brother housemate to be evicted in the first ever series. She wanted to be a TV presenter. She isn’t.
13. Jonty Stern
A cuddly toy-lover who spent most of his time on the show chatting to his teddy Munkety Tunkety. After Big Brother he tried to become a Lib Dem councillor. Would you trust this man with your coucil tax? Neither would we.
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Humans really aren’t the only ones who love trampolines.
Youtube user Robert Fuller shared this garden surveillance camera of a stoat having a blast bouncing around garden netting.
According to the clip’s description, Fuller spotted the stoat’s tracks in snow over his children’s trampoline and decided to set up a camera to investigate. As it turns out, the cute thing preferred to jump and roll on Fuller’s cabbage garden netting instead of jumping on the trampoline.
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During a visit to the library recently, I came across a book called “The Wonderful World of Albert Kahn”. Tempted by the cover to have a look inside, I found a collection of about four hundred colour photographs – many of them dating from before 1920.
Albert Kahn’s story blew me away. According to the blurb of the book: “Kahn used his vast fortune to send a group of intrepid photographers to more than fifty countries around the world, often at crucial junctures in their history, when age-old cultures were on the brink of being changed for ever by war and the march of twentieth century globalisation.”
Nobody really knew about Kahn’s collection – numbering more than 72,000 autochromes – until quite recently. Now, thanks to the dusty compilers at the BBC, we’re finally giving some colour to what we have tended to imagine as an utterly foreign, black-and-white age.
When the Chinese Qing Dynasty collapsed in 1911, their former subjects in Mongolia quickly declared independence. This was challenged by the newborn Republic of China, however, whose forces eventually managed to reconquer the country while the other regional powerhouse, Russia, was distracted with its revolution. But China’s tenure was brief: a renegade anti-Communist army from Russia soon seized control of the country.
This photograph was taken a mere two years after Mongolian independence, and six years before the Chinese and Russian invasions. I can only wonder what might have happened to this wolf- and fox-hunter, who seems to have lived somewhere near the border with Russia.
The Kurds are a people with a complicated, and often difficult history. Overlapping the borders of modern-day Iran, Syria, Turkey and Iraq, they still lack a country of their own – despite frequent conflicts with the governments who rule over them.
As long ago as 1920, the Kurds were promised an independent homeland by the Allied victors of WWI. This promise wasn’t kept. More recently, the Kurds – some of them perhaps the descendants of these girls in the photograph – suffered genocide at the hands of murderous Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein. If the Iraq War can at all be justified, it can be justified by the fact that since the arrival of U.S. and allied troops, this genocide has ceased, or at least slowed.
This disturbing photograph was taken soon after the Second Balkan War, which saw the Bulgarians battling against their former allies from the First Balkan War, Greece and Serbia. The second war essentially took place after a quabble over the division of spoils from the first war.
The well-dressed young man in the photo – probably an ethnic Bulgarian – has been arrested by Greek soldiers near a monastery on Mt Athos. His fate remains unknown. To include him among the victims of ethnic cleansing, which was widespread at the time, might be stretching things a little bit – he could well have been a highwayman who roamed and robbed among these hills.
The Balkan Peninsula, at the eastern edge of civilised Europe, remains one of the most volatile parts of the world, having seen multiple genocides in the past twenty years. A good book to read is the travelogue “Black Lamb and Grey Falcon”, by Rebecca West.
This family is preparing couscous, which has long been a staple food for the people of North Africa, including Algeria, Libya, Tunisia, and Morocco.
The young boy in the red cap would be about one hundred and ten years old, if still alive today.
The sharing of betel nuts is an important tradition in many Asian countries, including Vietnam. The nuts are supposed to have a range of health benefits, such as the prevention of tooth decay – which might seem unlikely to anyone who has seen the bright red stains left by the juice on teeth across Asia. Recent research has even suggested a correlation between oral cancer and betel consumption.
This does nothing to diminish the human value of this photo, however, which – unlike many photos from the time – captures an informal, quiet, and rather beautiful moment, experienced by these two village girls so many years ago.
Three years into World War One, the Allied army still relied on bicycle messengers to pass information down the lines. They also had telegraph and telephone lines, but these were vulnerable to sabotage, and to falling German shells.
This messenger, during a moment of respite, is enjoying a hunk of bread and a pot of tea. Well-deserved, I say.
These children are playing amongst the ruins of Reims, 129km northeast of Paris. As it lay near the Western Front, Reims was greatly damaged by German bombardment and subsequent fires during the hostilities of WWI.
Rabindranath Tagore, one of the most famous contributions India has made to the world of literature, is seen here surrounded by the roses of Albert Kahn’s garden. Tagore – a native of Calcutta – was awarded the 1913 Nobel Prize in Literature, mainly for his contributions to poetry.
He also fancied himself as a mystic philosopher, and certainly looked the part. The esteemed Western philosopher Bertrand Russell, however, was unimpressed: “Here I am back from Tagore’s lecture,” he wrote in his diary, “after walking most of the way home. It was unmitigated rubbish: cut-and-dried conventional stuff about the river becoming one with the Ocean and man becoming one with Brahma. The man is sincere and in earnest but merely rattling old dry bones. I spoke to him before the lecture, but afterwards I avoided him.”
Jemaa el-Fnaa, as it is called in Arabic, is still today the main square of Marrakesh – a city famed for its Spanish-influenced mosques, its red sandstone buildings, and its exotic, windswept appearance. The most striking thing about this photograph, in my opinion, is the effect caused by the time delay: many of the people in the frame – such as the huddle of religious devotees, the camouflaged camel, and the solitary vender – are in perfect focus. But others – the blurry figures – give a strong suggestion of movement, and make it seem like the photo could have been taken yesterday. A second glance at the date reminds me that my grandparents were toddlers at the time of exposure.
This is one of the best WWI photos I have seen. It has none of the usual distant and archaic feel to it; instead, I can imagine myself being in the room at the time. It’s easy to imagine the wounded soldiers talking to the nurse, or raising that bottle of wine to their lips. I highly recommend searching for the book in your local library, so you can see all these photos at their magnificently full size.
Apparently, this photograph – shot in the vault of a church in Verona – required an exposure time of more than a minute. The effect is reminiscent of Rembrandt or Van Dyck; the dappled sunlight on that pillar, on that floor, is photography at its best. But for me, it’s enough to contemplate the fate of the girl, lost in reflection, visualising thoughts which on that day in 1918 belonged to her and her alone.
“What passing-bells for these, who die as cattle?” asked the young wartime poet Wilfred Owen, shortly before perishing in the war himself:
– Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now, for them; no prayers, nor bells;
Nor any voice of mourning, save the choirs, –
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
The pallor of girls’ brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers, the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk, a drawing-down of blinds.
A charcuterie is a French butchery which, before the age of refrigeration, specialised in providing customers with cold, well-preserved meats. This particular store, in Reims, is surprisingly well-stocked: it seems that the soldier, who was probably on R&R, didn’t lack for choice.
Note the flimsy attempt at a barricade on the left-hand window: as has been said above, this city suffered a great deal from German bombardment. It is remarkable that ordinary life seems to have ticked along in Reims, throughout wartime. A marked difference, perhaps, from the flexible front-lines of World War Two.
The girl plays with her doll, and rifles lean against the wall, right beside her, as the Great War continues. That’s a powerful juxtaposition if I’ve ever seen one – it’s easy to forget what many soldiers believed they were fighting for. If you’re excited or moved by these photographs, check out Jamie’s list of colour photographs from specifically World War One.
This image, more than any other on the list, shows timelessness. If you search for images of Indian Sadhus, or holy men, today, you’ll see clothes, bodies, customs and faces which exactly resemble those of the men in this 99-year-old photo. The sadhus in question were most likely out-of-towners – visitors to the bustling colonial city of Bombay, which is now the most populated city in India.
Bombay, or Mumbai as it has been called since Hindu nationalists forced a name-change, incidentally remains an incredible destination for travel today. Slumdog Millionaire is one facet of the enormous city: but it also features an engrossing hodge-podge of history, culture, food, entertainment (especially film), and people as diverse as you can imagine – the sadhus, in particular, haven’t changed.
The nomads of Mongolia developed a justice system to suit their mobile lifestyle. Seen here is a criminal, attached to a chain so heavy as to prevent him from running very far across the empty steppe. At the same time, he would be capable of a (most likely excruciating) forced march, from grazing ground to grazing ground – wherever his elders might see fit to travel.
Whether you call yourself a Virginia Cavalier, a Wahoo, or simply a Hoo, here are a few reminders of why you should be proud of that title. I’m just, you know, hoping to help ease all of those *~*emotions*~* from a certain game. Wahoowa until I die. 1. Hey there, little guy. How are you
Whether you call yourself a Virginia Cavalier, a Wahoo, or simply a Hoo, here are a few reminders of why you should be proud of that title. I’m just, you know, hoping to help ease all of those *~*emotions*~* from a certain game. Wahoowa until I die.
1. Hey there, little guy. How are you holding up?
You’re feeling alone in the world, right now, and it seems as if the world’s reserves of happiness and hope have been completely depleted.
2. I know – I totally get it. We have a right to feel sad and angry and all those bullshit emotions under the Tuscan sun.
But, like many of us, you’re probably in NYC right now, meaning you can’t even drink away your pains at brunch.
3. Our team lost to Michigan State, and now existence seems so pointless.
Ugh, Spartans. How fucking original, amirite? Look at him; definitely on steroids – those triceps are just un.fucking.believable.
4. But cheer up!
5. Do you know why?
6. Because you’re a Virginia Cavalier. That’s why.
So, just take a breath. Relax. And let me remind you why it’s great to be a Hoo.
7. 1. This is where you went to school.
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It’s fucking gorgeous. So gorgeous, in fact, that it’s designated as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, an honor only bestowed to places with significant cultural or physical importance (the Pyramids of Giza are on the same list).
8. 2. And that’s given you an appreciation for good design and architecture.
Serpentine walls, motherfucker. None of that trite, straight-edged bullshit. Form and function, y’all!
9. 3. You hate that this is often referred to as “the quad” by college guidebooks and websites.
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It’s called “The Lawn”, and you want to go to there now.
10. 4. You miss Garden parties.
Or just hanging out in any one of the ten Gardens. You may or may not have done other things whilst hanging out in a Garden, that may or may not have involved hands. (I’m talking about drum circles, guys…).
11. 5. You spent/spend a lot of time in one of these:
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UVA libraries essentially served as secondary homes. Alderman? Fine Arts? Clark? Special Collections? *Clemons*? Your choice, stud.
12. 6. Which is probably why you have a secret desire to hook up in library stacks…
Alderman, u so sexy.
13. 7. You’re, like, really smart.
You likely graduated at the top of your class in high school, scored near-perfect SATs, and won at least one national competition in some shit. You were pretty blasé about the intellect of your HS peers. You use the word “blasé”.
14. 8. And you’re inherently super competitive. But you probably got a huge reality check at UVA.
Because literally everyone is just as smart, just as successful, and just as competitive. You were both equally excited for and depressed about this fact. Among all public schools, UVA graduates the highest percentage of Black students every year AND produces the most Rhodes Scholars. #SORRYIMNOTSORRY, Berkeley.
15. 9. You have an undying passion for Thomas Jefferson.
You probably make references to him on a normal basis, and likely buy parapharneilia featuring his visage or something he once said.
16. 10. You believe in the “illimitable freedom of the human mind.”
Thanks to TJ, you will forever cringe at other schools that refer to their first-years as “freshmen”. My thirst for knowledge has no ceiling, beeotch.
17. 11. You refer/referred to your professors as Mr., Ms., or Mrs. instead of Prof. or Doctor.
You’re even on a first-name basis with some. So smooth, so casual.
18. 12. But, really, you didn’t care about what you had to call them because you were too busy learning from their brilliance.
And, unlike some other prestigious schools, you could actually meet with them during office hours and, like, talk about Hegel and stuff (that is, to the limit at which one can discuss Hegel before actually going insane).
19. 13. This:
20. 14.You probably developed a close relationship with an administrator or two.
Pat + Wayne 4EVER.
21. 15. You have high-fived Dean Groves.
You’re welcome for the idea, by the way (seriously). My best and most significant contribution as a former class trustee.
22. 16. This woman gave you lifeeeee.
You can’t not love Miss Kathy. Basically the only reason for even going to Newcomb…
23. 17. You have some obscure talent or hidden skill that most people don’t know about.
Oh, did I not tell you? I’ve been playing the cello since I was 2 weeks old…
24. 18. Home of the Politicos…if you were into that stuff.
StudCo, Honor, UJC, UPC, MRC, Cav Daily, IFC, ISC, hey gurl heyyy <33
25. 19. You love and miss college a’capella.
26. 20. You’re really glad this woman is an alumna.
And you’ve probably read her book and listened to the audiobook…three times.
27. 21. You have an unhealthy obsession with secret societies.
“Oh, David is TOTALLY a 7!” Guess you’ll have to wait until he dies to find out. Sorryyy.
28. 22. You will totally get married here someday (if you haven’t already).
You just first need to find someone to, like, date or whatever.
29. 23. You’ve got a lot of experience with imbibing.
Useful for when you’re ready to apply for that alcoholic position at McKinsey, obvi.
30. 24. Foxfield
I’m told there are horses at this event. Somewhere. Under some bro’s critter shorts, maybs.
31. 25. But despite all the drinking, you still manage to stay fit.
The body of a god.
32. 26. Your school loves you just as much as you love it.
Unconditional lurvvveeeeee. Basically, the best and longest relationship in which I’ve ever been.
33. 27. You’re really good at taking on a leadership role and ownership over a project.
Because student self-governance. What’s that…your club has a faculty advisor? What? Are we in kindergarten?
34. 28. You got the privilege to live here, and you loved every minute of it.
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You may have also peed in your sink once or twice or four-hundred times…
35. 29. You take tour guides seriously. Or not at all.
Being a university tour guide was a big deal for some reason. Either you love these people or you’re a member of Ugghhhs for UGS – there is no in-between.
36. 30. At one point, you thought about selling out to the man.
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Wait, how many more accounting classes do I have to take? LOL I’d rather eat my own face.
37. 31. You have a favorite Corner bar.
Coupe’s? Maarten’s? Whatever, I guess.
38. 32. On any given day, you crave Take It Away’s house dressing, The Virginian’s mac ‘n cheese, or Marco and Luca’s dumplings.
39. 33. On a similar note, you think this place has the best bagels in the world.
Yeah, yeah, you’ve had bagels from NYC, but you’re still convinced that nothing can compare to Bodo’s.
40. 34. The Good Ol’ song always manages to bring some tears to your eyes.
It cheers our hearts, and warms our blood indeed.
41. 35. You frat hard. So, so hard.
PiKA late-night? Sure, why not?
42. 36. You love and miss Charlottesville.
43. 37. You have a deep appreciation for nature.
Because you were exposed to the best views of nature that the Commonwealth has to offer.
44. 38. You have eaten pancakes for charity.
Pancakes for Parkinson’s. It’s a thing. And it’s fantastic.
45. 39. You willingly leave shit, like your laptop, unattended in public spaces.
Thanks, Honor Code for this deeply ingrained trust in my fellow man! One of these days, we’re going to get all our shit stolen, but until then it’s #whatevs. Ugh.
46. 40. Whenever you bring up UVA in a conversation, somehow there’s ALWAYS some Virginia Tech fan who will chime in about their football program.
No one gives a shit about you and your school baiiiii.
47. 41. But you can always retort and mention our 20 national championships.
We’re really good at sportsball.
48. 42. You have an affinity for history.
Because UVA is teeming with it. Why, yes, that IS William Faulkner casually strolling through The Lawn.
49. 43. No matter what, you can always call this place “home”.
1. Este perro deambula por las aceras del vecindario con un estilo impecable.
2. Este diminuto perro se prepara pacientemente para deleitarse con su botín de zanahorias.
4. Este corgi que podría ser adicto a comidas dañinas y su amigo bastante preocupado.
10. Esta ardilla que nace otra vez a través de esta tapa de alcantarilla.
12. Este gato que piensa que ésta es la mejor forma de disfrutar una siesta con los ojos abiertos.
24. Este par de relajados conejillos de indias disfrutando un refrescante cóctel de verano.
27. Esta zarigüeya en la espalda de un venado por alguna razón.
29. Este ciervo tratando desesperadamente de alcanzar esta delicia nutritiva de chocolate para saborearla.
32. Este pony que se encontró en esta terrible situación de cubetas.