Little Grey Bungalow
A pair of soakers from Smart Knitting and Needlework, Winter 1951. Knit a pair to delight (or horrify) a mother-to-be and tell her this was what families used before rubber/plastic pants were invented. The pattern is on my Flickr account.
These lingered on for a few years after the Second World War ended but faded away by the mid-1950's.
The advantage of actual, as opposed to virtual, motor transport is that nobody gets away with checking out of the DR until they see me. They can't just skip merrily off to the airport without turning in their car keys.
I spent most of yesterday looking for MT assets.
An advertising cook-booklet from 1922, extolling the virtues of Lea & Perrins' Worcestershire sauce. They don't make covers like this no more.
Having virtually returned from Chicago, I am as of this morning virtually deployed to Dallas.
Whensoever, therefore, the legislative shall transgress this fundamental rule of society and either by ambition, fear, folly or corruption endeavor to grasp themselves, or put into the hands of any other, an absolute power over the lives, liberties, and estates of the people - by this breach of trust they forfeit the power the people had put into their hands for quite contrary ends, and it devolves to the people, who have a right to resume their original liberty and, by the establishment of a new legislative (such as they shall think fit) provide for their own safety and security, which is the end for which they are in society.
What I have said here concerning the legislative in general holds true also concerning the supreme executor, who having a double trust put in him - both to have a part in the legislative and the supreme execution of the law - acts against both when he goes about to set up his own arbitrary will as the law of the society. ~ John Locke
