that rustles me something fierce... i live in lake havasu, which is currently where the london bridge is (i think it's hilariously the most American thing to do, take another country's famous landmark and put a bunch of American flags all over it). The bridge is sort of the focal point of down town so i drive on or near it pretty much everytime i drive. That thing is barely a 2 lane road so the thought of having houses on BOTH sides while still being able to walk in between them is mind bottling. like, were people gnomes back then?
The job of maintaining this gallery of horrors fell to the “Keeper of the Heads.” Said individual was responsible for boiling, bathing them in hot tar to stave off rot, and staking them atop the gate. Following 2-3 weeks of sufficient spectacle the Keeper removed weathered skulls from view. Unless an industrious family member paid a hefty bribe to retrieve their loved one’s cranium it was discarded into the Thames. There are surviving ghost tales of an infamous lute-playing Keeper who took his job a little too seriously and refuses to leave his post.
When King Henry VIII demanded Catholicism no longer be the favorite religion of the land, Sir Thomas More refused to follow his liege. As a result he was beheaded. His body was placed in a coffin and his head put on a pike above London Bridge. After the allowable time frame wherein the Keeper of the Heads knew gulls had feasted and nothing should remain but putrid flesh and hollow eye sockets, Sir Thomas' daughter beseeched the Keeper not to throw her father's head in the river. Instead, she requested he give her the head so she may join it with the body, and they be interred together.
The Keeper agreed, but was amazed when he removed the head, for it remained pink and whole as if only sleeping and still alive...
that rustles me something fierce... i live in lake havasu, which is currently where the london bridge is (i think it's hilariously the most American thing to do, take another country's famous landmark and put a bunch of American flags all over it). The bridge is sort of the focal point of down town so i drive on or near it pretty much everytime i drive. That thing is barely a 2 lane road so the thought of having houses on BOTH sides while still being able to walk in between them is mind bottling. like, were people gnomes back then?
that rustles me something fierce... i live in lake havasu, which is currently where the london bridge is (i think it's hilariously the most American thing to do, take another country's famous landmark and put a bunch of American flags all over it). The bridge is sort of the focal point of down town so i drive on or near it pretty much everytime i drive. That thing is barely a 2 lane road so the thought of having houses on BOTH sides while still being able to walk in between them is mind bottling. like, were people gnomes back then?
Several years ago I worked at a restaurant. Anytime we'd train a new person we'd get them a 5 gallon bucket and tell them "you gotta empty the hot water out of the coffee maker into this bucket and dump the hot water down the drain to clean out the iron deposits". Now the coffee maker was plumped into the system, so it let out some scalding hot water. Not only was difficult to hold due to the heat, but the weight would get to you as this took a solid 20-25 minutes.Oh man. Tell me you guys have hazed the new guy.