(( my e-NutsHeLL ))
“since the beginnings of civilisation man has had a fascination for a human-like creation that would assist him”
~ wiki
i don’t know in what way is this “human-like”…
but it has certainly come a long way..
till today…
we still see some of these vintage…early day treasures floating around…
i don’t know assisting man…
but it sure sustain the dreams and imaginations of many…
after that they had sat in silence for a while and pat had thought, and thought again, now that she was back in her room: we love the unattainable. yes, we do. foolishly. hopelessly. all the time.
from ’44 scotland street’
~ alexander mccall smith..
“i love him very much,” said domenica. “although i never knew him, i loved him very much. does that sound odd to you? to love somebody you never knew?”
pat thought for a moment. “no, i don’t think so. people fall in love with all sorts of people. people write letters to one another and fall in love even if they never meet. that happens.”
domenica nodded. “it’s a special sort of love that one has for such a person. it’s an idealised love, i suppose. you’re in love with a memory, with an idea of somebody. and i suppose that for some people that’s all they have.”
from ’44 scotland street’
~ alexander mccall smith..
pat stared at the car which was being pointed out by domenica. it was a sleek-looking coupé with gleaming silver hub caps and a proud mercedes circle worked into the grille. “it’s a very beautiful car,” she said. “a lovely car.”
“it’s a dream to drive,” said domenica. “it has double kick-down feature. you press your foot right down and it shifts the automatic gear-box down, twice, if you need it. and the power! the engine capacity is five point six litres, which gives it power of five minis!”
“five minis!” exclaimed pat.
“yes!” said domenica. “five minis! now come, my dear, let’s get in it!”
from ’44 scotland street’
~ alexander mccall smith..
one of those things we always joke about..
thanks for sharing tow kay kuah!!… 😛
i thought i wasn’t going to see you for a while…
but i just couldn’t not cut my hair for so long!!…
feeling stuck…
feeling bored…
and feeling too normal…
i needed a break through!!…
thank you leong!!…
for spunking me up…hehe…. 😀
i must admit i nearly chicken out…
there are always times in my life when i wonder how it feels like to be in the air…
where i might just experience the weightlessness…
where i might just feel the clouds…
where i might just meet His angels sent to watch over me…
or maybe an encounter with Him face to face…
her hand remained against the front of the garment, gentle against his chest. she looked up and into his eyes. there was light in them, and she wanted only to embrace him. she did not want him to go away; she wanted him to stay. she did not want to be anywhere but with him, because now, at last, she felt a happiness so complete that it was a mystery in its own right. simple love she thought, not a mystery, but the vision of eros.
he leaned forward.
‘my beautiful one,’ she whispered.
‘isabel.’
‘my beautiful one,’ she said. ‘be careful of the rain.’
‘you too.’
from ’44 scotland street’
~ alexander mccall smith..
‘i was away with the faries…’
‘excuse me?..’
‘i’m sorry. that’s a scottish expression. it means that my thoughts were elsewhere. people used to talk a lot about the fairies in scotland, especially in the highlands. you probably wondered what i was going on about..’
from ‘the right attitude to rain’
~ alexander mccall smith..
// e_Mot!oNsfLy ~~ 
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