08:57 pm - Every other Thursday another giant goes (Reposted from steepholm because Chrome won't let me embed, and Lord Franklin says it all, basically.)
"Ten thousand pounds would I freely give To say on Earth that my Franklin lives..."
'It is the fate man was born for'-- the bulge in the python's stomach begins to diminish, and as it was a big bulge to start with, so the diminishment will be frequent as well. But it still hurts.
One can only hope for the 'goes in threes' rule and 2015 will return to its wonted peace.
Mind, I remember 1970 when musicians were dying in droves, but that was just what musicians did back then. We haven't seen anything similar since, and I hope it stays that way
