The Somerset Farmhouse of 1 North Street, Williton were approached by a "food influencer" that wanted to charge them £2,000 for a review.
They put out a video of Sally eating a sausage roll instead 😆.
Lets make Sally and the Somerset Farmhouse famous for free.
🚨WOW: Hundreds gather in Scarborough, Perth, Australia, to honour murdered British teen Henry Nowak.
They take the knee in tribute and proudly wave British flags high.
Australian patriots stand strong with Henry Nowak. 🇬🇧🇦🇺
A 24-year-old Polish tennis player arrived in Paris last week ranked 114th in the world, with no sponsors, no guaranteed income, and no certainty she could even pay for her hotel room.
She had to win three qualifying matches just to enter the French Open main draw. Prize money is only paid at the end of the tournament, so a Polish sports drink brand quietly stepped in and covered her hotel bill.
Her name is Maja Chwalinska. And today, she plays in the French Open final.
Before this tournament, she had won exactly one Grand Slam main draw match in her entire career. She had battled depression so severe that in 2021 she couldn't get out of bed. She underwent knee surgery in 2022. She spent years grinding through small tournaments across Europe just to stay afloat.
Then she arrived in Paris, won three qualifiers, and kept winning. Zheng Qinwen. Elise Mertens. Maria Sakkari. Diana Shnaider. Nine straight matches. One set dropped.
She is now the first qualifier in French Open history to reach the final. The last time a qualifier reached a Grand Slam final, it was Emma Raducanu at the 2021 US Open. Raducanu won.
By simply making the final, Chwalinska has earned more prize money than her entire career combined. The runner-up cheque alone is $1.6 million. If she wins today, she takes home $3.25 million.
One week ago she couldn't pay for her hotel room.
A good point raised by Chris Hinchliff MP.
“Absurdly for a country as wet as ours, we are hurtling towards a future where we are 6 billion litres of water short every year and the huge demands of tech companies AI data centres will only make that worse.”
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My respect 96 years .
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Clint Eastwood Said Something About Getting Old That Stopped Me Cold.
Aging is not gentle.
You are still here. Still present. Still watching the world move. But the body that carried you through everything - the wars, the work, the wildness of youth - begins to ask for more than you can give it. Joints that never complained now speak up in the morning. Eyes that once took in everything now flinch at the light. Breathing, which never required a single thought, starts needing little pauses.
But none of that is the hardest part.
The hardest part is the quiet.
At a certain age, you reach for the phone and remember there is no one left to call.
The people who knew you when you were young - who remembered the same summers, the same streets, the same faces
- are gone. One by one, then all at once, until the memories you carry have no one left to share them with.
So you tell the stories anyway.
To whoever will listen. With a little more color than perhaps the truth deserves. With a touch of pride you've earned and a grief you don't always name. You know the person across from you wasn't there. You know they can't quite feel it the way you do.
But you tell them. Because the telling is the holding on.
Those stories are not just memories. They are the proof that a life was lived. That people were loved. That things mattered.
And if no one asks for them - you offer them anyway, quietly, like setting something down on a table and hoping someone picks it up.
Old age is not simply what happens to a face or a body.
It is memory looking for a place to rest.
And what an older person needs - more than advice, more than solutions, more than someone telling them how to feel - is simply someone willing to sit down, be still, and listen.
Not to fix anything.
Just to be there.
That is the whole gift. And it costs nothing.
~Wild Whispers .
On this day in 2003, Andy Serkis accepted Gollum’s MTV Movie Award for Best Virtual Performance and turned it into one of the greatest acceptance speeches ever.
It was so good it won a Hugo Award the next year for Best Dramatic Presentation, Short Form.
🏴🇬🇧 3,500 years ago a Welsh goldsmith beat a single ingot of gold...
Thin enough to wrap around the shoulders of a child.
In 1833 quarry workmen broke it into pieces.
It took the British Museum 120 years to put it back together.
In October 1833, a team of workmen dug into a Bronze Age burial mound at Bryn yr Ellyllon, Mold, Flintshire, looking for stone for a wall. They broke into the cist. They found a small skeleton. And beside the bones, beaten flat against the stone, a sheet of gold.
564 grams of it. About 75% pure. Hammered thin. Worked in concentric bands of beaten pattern across the surface. Shaped to wrap around the shoulders of someone small.
🏛️ The workmen had no idea what they had. They split the gold between themselves and took it home.
Pieces were sold off, melted down, used as keepsakes.
A vicar wrote it up in The Cambrian. Decades later a museum officer began the work of finding the fragments and buying them back.
The reassembly took until 1953. 120 years from the day it was broken open. The British Museum's conservators pieced it back together against a leather backing, one fragment at a time, until the cape was whole.
It is the finest prehistoric goldwork ever found in Britain. Worked by a Welsh hand. For a child the village had set apart. In a country where the gold for it was mined, the bronze for the tools came from Cornwall, and the people who walked the hill knew the shape of every slope.
🇬🇧 You were told the finest prehistoric goldwork was continental. It was Welsh. And it is still in the British Museum.
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They preserved the child in gold.
Help us preserve their story. 👇🙏
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Be Proud Of Us. 🙏🇬🇧
"Actually, I’ve always thought it was a bad idea to explain songs too much. I remember being so disappointed with what Paul Simon had to say about his writings — it destroyed my mental images. OK, there were a lot of bottoms involved, and not just the ones in my direct experience. You’ll have to use your imagination a bit, but I can tell you there was a big glint in my eye, because there were inspirations in both camps on tour. And remember, l was writing a song for Freddie to sing! But my prime inspiration was my realisation that it wasn’t just the glamorous beauties who fuelled the rock 'n' roll romance that was 'touring'; in so many cases, it was the unruly kids who devoted themselves to rock bands in a very self-effacing way: the real fans."
- Dr. Brian May
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