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This is a thread with no particular
Topic so no one can be off topic ๐
So if anyone out there has something
To say about anything you like now
Is your chance
Keep it clean
And be nice
See how long that lasts
Can we keep politics and religion out
Of the conversation
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on โ29-05-2020 06:54 PM
Wow, that's really something. ๐
Do you think the small structure on top, to the left, with the grille doors is a wasp trap?
The insect inside it looked bigger than a bee, but it could have the camera angle...
Interesting,, all the same. What a fascinating project, thanks for posting it, Stawks...
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on โ29-05-2020 07:00 PM
Here's a new word... Chyron.
Or, it's an old word, and I've only just read it for the first time, and thought "That's a new word"... ha ha....
So, now you know that the annoying "Breaking News" banner that sits above the ticker tape, on the news, obscuring the part of the screen where people's names, or subtitles go, has a name...
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on โ31-05-2020 05:28 PM
on โ31-05-2020 05:37 PM
on โ31-05-2020 07:27 PM
I could have got up prior to half past six, this morning, and gazed skyward, in the general direction of the Southern Cross constellation...
I would, apparently, have been treated to the sight of the transit, of some four or five minutes' duration, of the Space-X Dragon capsule as it made it's way to International Space Station...
But it's a disgustingly early hour of the morning for a weekend, and it was, in all likelihood, overcast, and the "best" place to view the spectacle unfold was in Tasmania, I'm told.
So I stayed in bed, ha ha...
But I hope that the people for whom it would have been a very special event had clear skies, in which to view it.
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โ31-05-2020 07:53 PM - edited โ31-05-2020 07:53 PM
The tune's been there, in the back of my mind for years, a jumbled maze of half remembered words...
The song is called "The Ballad of Seth Davey", and is set on the River Mersey.
Right, where do we start... a dancing doll is a manikin about 18 inches high,
pivoted at the shoulders hip and knees. It is held by hand using a piece of
dowling about 18 inches long that is drilled into it's back. The performer half
sits on a thin plank of wood about 4 by 24 inch long, and places the doll on the
flexible end. He then drums the plank in time to the song he sings. This
causes the doll to jiggle up and down and the arms and legs to swivel round.
Done well, the doll really does dance.
Bevington is an area of Liverpool (England) a formerly thickly wooded area
between Bevington Hill and Everton Hill which at one time had a pub called
"The Bush" The Pavy is the Pavilion Theatre in New Brighton, again an area
of Liverpool.
The version of the song I know goes -
He sat on the corner of Bevington Bush
astride of an old packing case
and the dolls at the end of his plank went dancing
as he crooned with a smile of his face.
Chorus
Come day go day
wish in my heart for Sunday
drinking buttermilk all the week
Whisky on a Sunday
His tired old hands drummed a wooden beam
and the puppet dolls they danced the gear
a far better show than you ever did see
at the Pavy on New Brighton Pier
In 1905 old Seth Davy died,
his songs were heard no more
the three dancing dolls
in a jowler bin ended
and the plank went to mend
some back door
But on some stormy nights
down Scotty Road way
when the wind whistles up from the sea
you can still hear the sound of old Seth Davy
as he croons to his dancing dolls three...
And just to help with the visualisation -
Long story short, when I was making quadruped walking robots, I couldn't get the design right for the knees, so I turned to wooden, carved dolls for inspiration, and from that a whole new interest was spawned... ha ha...
I never did get the robots to work quite to my satisfaction, but I made one that could climb a flight of stairs, so I count that as a small victory, ha ha...
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