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Metal plus seawater equals rust. Blinking Billy Point, Sandy Bay. September 2011.

The Internet can be a wonderful place. The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last few days. I might call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning...

  • A fantastic spiced cauliflower soup with yoghurt recipe that I made last night. Well worth the [little] effort.

  • A depressingly familiar tale from Africa, How the teachers of hope I met in the Congo were brutally killed

  • A well researched and written piece on shark nets in Australia. Conclusion? Shark nets are a placebo that happen to be a dangerous one for other wildlife.

  • An interview with Steven Pinker about his new book that explores brutality is waning. A big call, but his thesis is that far from being the bloodiest era in human history, ours is a time when violence has been in steep decline.

  • To end with something lighter, 50 of the World’s Best Breakfasts! India seems a little off, but I like to the look of Iran and Poland, amongst others.
  • Comments

    Mrsupole said…
    Hi Kris,

    So sad about the teachers. I think anyone who goes to those places are such brave souls. And sea water does rust most metals. When we lived in Panama I can remember our car rusting out on the bottom.

    And yes, I am going to post Mr. Linky on Wednesday, my time zone, so as to try and have it up on Thursday, your time zone. I am not sure how many hours ahead of me that you are, but I am hoping that I give you all time on Thursday, your time, to post your TT. I also know that means that some will post on Wednesday their time, but I can only do my best and be as fair as possible to everyone.

    And thank you again for posting TT's.

    The boys are growing by leaps and bounds.

    God bless.
    Roddy said…
    At what stage does rust become corrosion?
    Being on the sea constantly we meet corrosion all the time. Sometimes we just call it rust.
    Depends on the state of destruction.
    I guess I have answered my own question.
    Roddy said…
    I wonder if I will live long enough to try all of these breakfasts.
    Looking at some, coronary is the only outcome.
    I have always been partial to Danish for breakfast, but how long before my health failed? All that sweet sticky sugary pastry oozing ill health. What away to go! Ate himself to death!!
    Kris McCracken said…
    Mrssupole, shocking news. It's terrible to think that there exists plenty of people only too prepared to target those whose sole purpose in life is to help others.

    Roddy, corrosion?

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