Self love because who the fk would love this miserable cunt
edward: there’s no other engine around that i can ask for pointers on how this kind of work is done here?
edward, still fresh from the mainland: okay well since there are no other sentient beings from whom i dare ask a favor, i guess i have no other option but to wing it
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driver with a splitting headache, stranded with his battered engine and spilled ballast trucks on a runaway siding: … look mate, i know i’m a certifiable idiot, but it seems to me that this whole thing could have been avoided if you had just trusted me and asked for the very basic info you needed
edward: … oh. yeah. that’s true.
driver: so good god why didn’t you?!?!?!
edward: good engines don’t ask humans for anything
driver: … what kind of $#^@&!*! railway do you come from?
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don’t worry; like the other culture shocks, he gets over this
edward, three months later: so, driver, for this week’s adventure, i’m going to need you to put in about a dozen hours in unpaid overtime, please. ooh, and what do you have as far as total life savings? is it enough to bribe a signalman for me?
“Why do I have to help you pull out the Summerfest decorations? I hate the basement…”
“Maybe you wouldn’t hate it so much if you didn’t read so much stuff about bodies being hidden in basements…”
“Well I don’t anymore. That doesn’t mean it’s not burned into my mind.”
You measure Luffy’s age and maturity by the thickness of his neck
I feel like the running joke is hey Diana is the reason we have sound proof rooms now. When it comes to the tower. Also a feature in every room where you can just black out the windows. Pretty sure you can figure out why.
i think people would be better off without me.
anything in particular folks want to see from this blog?
it would just be cool if someone wanted me back lol
laughing at my sister cause she wants to form a harem
Papers be like as Cassandra continued to be a thirsty lesbian Rapunzel kept killing people.
Followed by: Rapunzel literally rippped out someone’s throat. What did our huntress do? Spoiler alert watch.
Scarhouse Reservoir - Lodge Hamlet by Yorkshire Lad - Paul Thackray The track flanked with the iconic dry stone walls is approaching under the tree the remains of the hamlet of Lodge overlooking Scar House Reservoir
Lodge was a small farming hamlet complete with Methodist Chapel originally founded as a monastic grange farm. Abandoned in the 1920’s its historic legacy is faint but enduring.
In 1900 Lodge was a thriving community of small upland farms. It probably started life in the 13th century when a grange farm was built here. The farm and land belonged to the Cistercian Monastery of Byland Abbey. When the Abbey was dissolved in 1538 the land was sold to wealthy local landowners who over the next 350 years improved the farms and land.
Bradford Corporation, responsible for building Scar House Reservoir owned Lodge from 1904. The last residents left in 1929
At one time the droveway through Lodge was the main road connecting Scotland to Eastern England
Detail from the information board at Lodge https://flic.kr/p/2jvJwig
Dating me, 5/5 stars.
Would def recommend.
I’m a great boyfriend.
I like cooking (I’m not always great at it, but I try my best)
I’m also great at cuddling and stufff….
my life has been shit for the last couple weeks, like complete shit, so it feels good to arrive home and have oneus content waiting for me