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4 survive accident, 30 minutes later mowed down by truck on Pune-Bengaluru National Highway | Hubballi News

HUBBALLI: In a freak accident, four passengers who had initially survived a collision between two cars met a tragic end when they were later run over by a truck at Belligatti cross on the Pune-Bengaluru National Highway around 3.45am Saturday. The accident occurred when one of the cars rear-ended the other injuring four passengers seriously. One car was bound for Goa from Hassan and the other was…

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Bailey Dowling charged with murder of Lewis McCartney in Edinburgh | UK News

A 19-year-old man has appeared in court charged with the murder of a teenager in Edinburgh. Lewis McCartney, 18, was found seriously injured in the city’s Viewcraig Street at around 3.45am on Sunday. He was taken to the Royal Infirmary of Edinburgh but died a short time later. Bailey Dowling was later arrested and charged in connection with the incident. The 19-year-old made no plea to the murder…

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Days 10 and 11   Sunday and Monday - Antarctica at last!!!

Sunday

Sunday dawned dismal and foggy, with sub-zero temperatures and thick snow laying around from overnight falls. A good day to stay inside, but it is amazing how quickly the weather changes down here.  One minute it is bleak and miserable, within 5 minutes the sun is shining brightly with not a cloud in the sky - and 10 minutes later, it is snowing again.  The snow we have had has generally been in fine flakes, but some of the flurries have been quite dense and sting quite sharply if you are out on deck at the time.

We had two more lectures that day – one on interpreting ice charts (fascinating) and another on polar photography.  It would have been great to capture that one on video and audio – it was really useful from the technical camera perspective although I don’t think I learned anything about the artistic side of the subject.  Dan was the presenter and he is a great photographer but there was so much information in his lecture that most of it got forgotten before he got to the end.

It amazes me that people don’t get the message – at least some of the most important messages.  We have been told repeatedly that the vacuum-operated toilets are very sensitive and ’if it doesn’t come out of your body, it doesn’t go in the toilet’.  There is a bin for toilet paper that is cleared regularly by the Russian staff, but people continue to put it in the toilets.  They have become blocked at least 10 times so far and nobody can then use the toilets, take a shower of wash their hands in the sink for an hour or two until the crew cleans and resets the system.  I few times it has just been a single deck, but most times, the whole waste disposal system goes down and that inconveniences everyone – sometimes quite seriously and for quite some time.  If only people would heed the warnings……

During the morning, we encountered 3 humpback whales and spent a wonderful hour or so in their company. They were obviously inquisitive and followed us around (when we weren’t following them) and everyone got some wonderful photos.  A truly unique experience and quite a few of us were somewhat overcome by the emotion of the encounter.  Such magnificent gentle giants and everyone was touched by the experience.  At times they seemed to be showing off for us, rolling over and diving – they were probably just enjoying their lunch, but it really did seem that they were consciously interacting with us – at least with the ship, even if not the humans aboard, but I really do think they were playing with us too.

By now, we were getting closer to Cape Adare, our first Antarctic destination and we had a series of briefings before dinner in preparation for the big moment around 3am on Monday.

Just for fun - a Southern Fulmar - one of zillions.

Monday

We got our wake-up call at about 3.45am, but quite a few people were already on deck by then.  As we approached Cape Adare, the sun started to rise and the brilliant white of the icebergs leapt out at us.  Seeing the retina-burning gleam of the bergs against the inky black clouds and orange-pink band of the dawn along the horizon was most spectacular.

Our first glimpse of Antarctica could hardly have been more dramatic.  The massive bluff at the Cape was mind-bogglingly spectacular with the 4200-metre precipice at the end of the peninsula towering over us and many giant tabular icebergs surrounding us, sometimes less than 20 metres away.  Many of the floes had Adelie Penguins saluting us as we passed and dozens of South Polar Skuas were patrolling the beach looking for a meal of some of the last remaining penguin chicks still there.  We sailed up and around the Cape looking for a possible landing site but the sea ice was tight-packed against the shore and a landing proved impossible.  We had good views of the penguins (but not as close as we had hoped) and there was a giant bull elephant seal sunning himself on the ice and a few leopard seals prowling, hunting for a careless penguin or three.  There are a couple of historic huts on the beach – the dilapidated remains of Scott’s last hut and the more substantial Borchgrevink one – plus some modern NZ scientists’ huts and equipment temporarily required while they are doing some restoration work there.  We pass the same area as we leave Antarctica and hope we will be able to land at that time.  (Borchgrevink was a German expeditioner and the first person to overwinter on the frozen continent.)

The landscape is utterly stunning – quite overwhelming – massive volcanic cliffs, hundreds of square kilometres of snow-covered peaks glistening apricot-orange to rose-pink in the early sun, eye-squinting white icebergs all around, and the massive black cloud-topped Cape Adare brooding over us all.  The emotion of the view got to quite a few people today – perhaps it’s just the fact that we are all in such a remote and awesome environment but it fired the emotions for quite a few of us.  I have already run out of adjectives so feel free to add your own – just make sure you scatter lots of superlatives in there too because whatever we jointly come up with will be a poor shadow of the real thing.

The sea ice prevented us from getting close to the shore so we sailed away and to the east, around the Cape to follow the peninsula south into the Ross Sea proper.  The coastline is stunning (or have I already said that?) with cliffs at least 300 metres high and snow-icing many hundreds of metres thick (and many hundreds of kilometres long) on top of them.  We sailed south for a few hours to the Possession Islands – again massive dramatic cliffs, giant icebergs, inaccessible vertical sea stacks and guano beaches home to a few more thousand Adelies.  We sailed around looking for possible landing places and some of the crew took a zodiac in search of a landing, but again the sea-ice defeated us and we were obliged to head further south.

The route we took paralleled the coast and it was one amazing vista after another all the way down. We passed quite a few islands, none for which we had landing permits even if we could have but the whole way has been adjacent to spectacular snow-laded mountains.  Utterly awesome and unlike anything we have seen before.

I spent a lot of the day sorting photos, identifying birds and writing my blog with occasional interruptions to view the coastline, check out some minke whales, eat a meal or two, visit the Bridge to photograph more birds and do a little reading – finished another book at last.  (I read at least six e-books while we were away: probably more than I would read in a year at home.)

Not sure what tomorrow will bring.  We have changed course at least twice more because planned landings proved unlikely or impossible due to weather, ice or wind conditions.  We got quite a bit of snow in the late afternoon so we are now heading for historic Terra Nova Bay and should reach there about noon tomorrow. It has a bad reputation for extreme winds, but hopefully, that may drive some of the snow away and allow a landing – but we will know that around lunchtime tomorrow.

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Anything note worthy to know about Guingamp for the match tomorrow?

What I want to happen: a nice and easy win

What will happen: either a draw or an ugly 1-0 win in the 89th minute

Lyon will be gassed because it was SUCH a short turnout (Thursday evening to Sunday midday). It’s one of those turnarounds where even Bacha is going to look tired if she plays.

I’ve been whining about it all evening but my throat is seriously hurting so I am not promising I will wake up at 3.45am to watch the game, so any hot takes will most likely be later in the day California time.

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Romantic ❤ I have heard a lot of stories about skulduggery and Valkyrie falling for each other I'd love some romantic head canons of them two!!

some of these take place in the au where skul is the one getting “resurrected” in spx because i am complete trash

im a mess anon im sorry

- “are you flirting with me?” “have been for years, so glad you noticed”

- they both SUCK at cooking it’s a constant fucking row over who has to make the food. val usually loses because skul miraculously managed to set the microwave alight that one time and will bring it up again every time he wants out of household chores.

- when skul has to start sleeping again, he gets nightmares like woah. val will drag herself out of bed at 3.45am to sit up with him. she also makes sure he goes to bed at a decent time bc otherwise he’ll stay up until he’s so sleep deprived he collapses or kicks off about something insignificant. sleepy is cute. murder-tired is not.

- val always affectionately running her hand over skul’s shoulders whenever she walks past him & skul resting his chin on the top of her head.

- “who do you love more, me or the bentley?” “the car, hands down.”

- whenever skul does anything even slightly adorable or romantic, val comes out with, “so does this mean romance really is dead?” he’s mad at her eternally

- really fucking indepth conversations about the 1600s at stupid o’clock in the morning when val can’t sleep. “but how did people date back then? did you have, like, ye olde netflix and chill?” “NO.”

- the bentley goes from being ‘your car’ to ‘our car’. xena goes from being ‘your dog’ to ‘the dog’ to ‘our dog’

- skul napping with his head on val’s chest so he can listen to her heartbeat. sometimes he puts the facade on bc she runs her fingers through his hair. he liked that when he was alive and he still likes it now. it sends him to sleep and val will never not find that cute

- she never spends her own fucking money she spends his, even after she gets her inheritance. he gives 0 fucks about this and likes providing for her

- she talks him into ONE double date with ghanith. it’s a hilarious disaster. never again.

- val takes skul bowling, and to the movies. skul takes val to expensive classy restaurants and out riding. ROMANTIC CULTURE SWAP

- “the expensive flowers are nice and all but rly you could just take me through the mcdonalds drive thru it’d have the same effect”

- she literally never stops teasing him about originally being ginger okay.

- val is thirsty af, skul doesn’t fuck on the first date. or the couple after that, bc he takes that shit seriously. frustration ensues and is made worse by the fact that his resurrected face is irritatingly attractive.

- skulduggery is in charge of the finances in that house bc val has ABSOLUTELY NO money sense. she just wants to buy All The Things and has the cash to do it it’s bad. he’s definitely come home to find she’s bought like. five new tvs. because they were all “just calling me, skulduggery.”

- skulduggery’s a secret romantic. flowers. little presents. breakfast in bed. the works. val is really bad at romance, secret or otherwise. but she hugs him a lot and puts up with his ego and she figures that gets her feelings across well enough.

- skulduggery’s phone background is a shockingly bad photo of val just. INHALING a massive pizza. at a shitty kebab place at 3am in between cases. val has attempted to crack his passcode before to try and delete the evidence. she’s kind of offended that it’s nothing to do with her - she’s tried her birthday, the day they got together, etc. (it’s his kid’s birthday, same passcode he uses for EVERYTHING bc he’s pretty sure he’s the only one who remembers it)

- when skul first gave val his number, she had it under “skulduggery pleasant” for like a week before she changed the contact name to the skull emoji and its been that ever since. when they finally get together she changes it to the heart emoji for a week or so before she decides thats too gross and sentimental and changes it back