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We Don’t Need More Memorials
War memorials often show soldiers or warriors or national emblems. This one in Guttach in the Black Forest shows the survivors.
Huge and Tiny
The mural on this building in Mannheim is called “Nations in Peace – Colourful Cultures”. It has been designed with students from two schools under the guidance of the artist Bahaiden.
This painted pebble has the same message – albeit on a much smaller scale.
Both are necessary.
Boyish Pranks
The epitome of rascals are the two youngsters “Max and Moritz” from the poet and artist Wilhelm Busch’s story: Max and Moritz: A Story of Seven Boyish Pranks. This is them fishing for the Widow Bolte’s chicken dinner (after having killed the chickens which was their first prank).
The Uses of Tea
The only definition of accumulator I could find that fitted this photo was: “An accumulator is an energy storage device: a device which accepts energy, stores energy, and releases energy as needed.” If that is a traditional, if roundabout way to describe a steaming teapot, let me know please.
This particular pot was seen on Lindisfarne or Holy Island off the north English coast.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt: Teapot
How Did I Get Here?
There is a small explanation needed how I got from “Waxy” to an Ireland rugby jersey. Only a small one, really.
Frankfurt am Main has quite a few Irish pubs and we tried out a few but Waxy’s is the one we go to when we want to watch a rugby match. It hasn’t got as many screens as O’Reilly’s at the station, but it’s not as cramped as Mac Gowan’s on the Zeil, Frankfurt’s shopping street. And in the Anglo-Irish Pub in Sachsenhausen you sometimes have to argue with the English football fans if an interesting football game is on. Besides – Waxy’s has the easiest for parking for out-of-towners like us.
With Ireland doing well in this year’s Six Nations, Waxy’s was the first association that came to mind when I heard today’s prompt
Whodunnit
Inchoate acts in the criminal sense are “incomplete offences”. These acts are not complete offences as they are performed in the process of the commission of the final crime.
But what was the crime? A grubby hand stealing a biscuit and the offender biting off a piece?
Or is the crime in progress that of a chocolate chip pacman about to devour a star?
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