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Archive for ‘November, 2017’

Trumpet

I can remember the first time I was handed a trumpet and told to blow. I can remember when and where, who and why. I can remember the feeling, the sensation and the overall experience. And I can remember thinking it was a mistake. It…

It’s Pronounced, ‘Pee Trumpet’

November 28th, 2017

The usual trumpet player will have a puddle of water under his shoes by the end of the performance, which makes his steps extra slippery and an increased risk of fall and injury. More… Trumpet Hub
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November 25th, 2017

McLaren Honda

Chasing Sunsets

November 25th, 2017
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I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost. Than never to have loved at all. Alfred Tennyson

November 23rd, 2017

How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul? Nikita Gill

November 23rd, 2017

McLaren

Glowing Nowhere

November 23rd, 2017
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Old Fashioned Cocktail

I’m Not Old Fashioned, But…

November 14th, 2017
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A perfect Martini should be made by filling a glass with gin, then waving it in the general direction of Italy. Noël Coward

November 14th, 2017

If everything seems to be in control, you’re not going fast enough. Mario Andretti

November 12th, 2017

Tazio Nuvolari

Nuvolari Cool

November 12th, 2017
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Surfer

The ascerbic taste of a barbed heart being suffocated causes the mind to fill with vitriolic thoughts. Lingering in the air, the scent of venomous emotions cover the face with creases of pain and regret. Torture is present, the reluctant acceptance of releasing grip and…

The Tide Of Realisation

November 11th, 2017

More cars have hurt me than women, and yet it is almost always easier to get back in a car. I don’t get it? Oliver White

Update: It is now equal, 4:4.

November 11th, 2017

Zanardi, 2009

As Father De Rea looked on from outside the helicopter, Terry Trammel tightened the belt around Alex Zanardi’s severed left leg. Dabbing his finger in holy oil, De Rea read Alex his last rites. The make-shift tourniquet kept slipping as medics struggled to stem the…

Keep On Smiling, Alex

November 9th, 2017

I see the human being as an incredible machine, totally undiscovered in many ways. Every one of us has a hidden tank of energy that comes out when it is needed. Alex Zanardi

November 9th, 2017

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