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Mary Barton: A Tale of Manchester Life by Elizabeth Gaskell was published in 1848. This is the fifth edition, published in 1854, and it includes two lectures on Lancashire dialect by Elizabeth Gaskell's husband, the Reverend William Gaskell.
Elizabeth Gaskell wrote the Preface for the novel's first edition, and it is reprinted here. The 'circumstances' that Gaskell says 'need not be more fully alluded to' were the illness and death of her baby son, William. In describing how she considered setting her story in 'some rural scene' but chose instead to write about the 'lives of some of those who elbowed me daily in the busy streets of the town in which I resided', Gaskell sets out her commitment to urban realism and the portrayal of the rapidly-industrialising Manchester of the 1840s. She would return to this subject in her 1854 novel North and South, although there she fictionalises the city as 'Milton'.
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Chapter Three
The next couple weeks at work had passed slowly. Every time I'd heard the door open, I'd half expected to see the mystery man, whose name I still didn't know, walk in with the same cheeky smirk plastered on his face. But, the truth was he hadn't been in at all; at least not on the days and shifts I'd been working on. The majority of shifts that had been allocated to me were all day shifts – breakfast to lunch hours – and I'd rarely had any evening shifts at all.
After telling Hector, Darien and Rena the conversation that had taken place between the two of us the last time the man was here, that he'd 'come back when the Balsamic Chicken was available', I'd partly wondered whether or not Hector and his children were somehow trying to protect me from this stranger out of fear that some sort of harm might come to me if he pursued me further.
Although I knew that each of them had my best interests at heart, a part of me just wanted to be treated as I had been treated before and not be given special treatment. It wasn't fair that Darien and Rena were choosing to take on my share of evening shifts and, to be honest, I missed having lie-ins more often during the week. Confronting Hector seemed like the most plausible thing to do, yet at the same time I knew it would get me nowhere. He saw me as he did Rena, like his own daughter, and wanted to protect and love me like he would her. All I could do was grin and bear it and be thankful that I was still being given shifts to work, even if they were mostly early starters.
On one particular Saturday night in early June, I had been in the main office filling in my wage slip, having just finished my shift, when the phone began to ring. Hector had always made it clear that the phone should never be left ringing and should always be answered regardless of who was in the office or nearby at the time. I reached over towards the handset and lifted it up to my ear:
"Hello, Lucia's, Anna speaking. How can I help you?" I answered, using the scripted telephone line Hector had insisted we answer with.
"Anna! It's Natalie," answered a hoarse sounding woman on the other end of the line. It was one of the other waitresses that worked at the restaurant who was down to replace me for the evening shift in mere minutes.
"Hi, Natalie, are you okay?" I asked. I could tell there was something the matter if she was calling so close to her shift starting, and her voice sounding as bad as it did.
"No I'm not. I'm so sick its unreal!" she began. Her voice sounded not only hoarse, but very nasally and a little bit whiney, "I've felt dreadful all morning and I've only been getting worse all day."
"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that, Natalie. Did you want me to tell Hector you're calling in sick?"
"Would you? I'm so sorry, please let him know that. I would never call in sick if I didn't really mean it. You know that, right?" she replied with a sense of thankfulness in her tone. She was right, she wouldn't call in sick if she didn't real mean it; it just wasn't in her character to do so.
"Of course I do. I'll tell Hector and I'm sure he'll understand; he knows you wouldn't lie to him. All that matters right now is you getting better."
"But who will cover me? Rena and Darien are already working double shifts today and Astrid is out of town–"
"Don't you worry about that, Natalie. We'll sort something sort."
"Okay, thank you Anna."
"Goodbye, and get better soon!" I hung up the phone and sighed. I knew what the verdict would be from this situation straight away. I placed my wage slip into the correct filing tray and made my way towards the kitchen to find Hector. It was busy tonight and the hype of energy on the restaurant floor and within the kitchen was hectic. Hector was busy preparing chicken for tonight's special and had his face set in a frown with concentration.
"Hector, Natalie's just been on the phone. She's sick and can't make it into work tonight." I told him plainly. He stopped what he was doing and turned to face me, placing his knife beside the chopping board on the counter.
"She's what!?" he asked, trying to keep calm and not shout. He was clearly stressed with how busy it was tonight and we were already down two cooks as it was.
"She's not coming in tonight. She's called in sick." I repeated calmly.
"I don't believe this!" he exploded, slamming his fist against the work surface in front of him, "I do not believe this! Of all the days to call in sick! Of all the days!"
"What's the matter, papa?" Rena asked with concern as she entered the kitchen from the restaurant floor.
"Natalie's called in sick." I filled her in. Hector slammed his fist on the counter again and began to breathe deeply.
"Papa, don't get so worked up." Rena sighed at her father. She turned back to face me, "She's called in sick? But we're so busy tonight. Darien and I can't be on the floor just the two of us all night."
"I'll cover her shift if you like." I offered, knowing it was the only realistic option available.
"But you've already done a full shift today." Rena urged, her eyes widening with uncertainty.
"What other option do you have? You and Darien are both already working double shifts, so I can too. I don't mind."
"But, Anna–" she pleaded, but was interrupted by her father, who had calmed himself down marginally.
"No, Rena. Anna is right. We have no other choice." He told her sternly. He then turned to face me with a solemn expression, "As long as you are fine to work longer, I am fine for you to stay on."
"I'm more than fine, Hector, and more than capable too. What time was Natalie on until tonight? Closing?"
"She was, but I don't want you working that late as you've been working since we opened. You can finish at nine. Darien and Rena can manage after then." Hector informed me.
"Are you sure? I don't mind working until closing." I added.
"You will finish at nine. You have an early shift tomorrow morning, also. I do not want you falling asleep whilst pouring people their morning coffee." He informed. I nodded with a somewhat defeated agreement and didn't say another word. Hector returned to preparing his chicken and Rena and I returned to the restaurant floor for the evening shifts.
Saturday nights were always busy, but this particular Saturday was even more so than usual. It was the busiest the restaurant had been in a while and it had taken us all by surprise. However, we continued on with our work with an improved gusto and pride about us as we waited and served the sea of customers that night. I was in Zone C and the late summer evening sun shone bright as it began to set behind the buildings across the street. It was nights like this that we had tables set outside on the street front too, which were also within my area of service for the night.
As I cleared away one of the tables outside, I noticed out of the corner of my eye someone staring at me from across the street. I glanced over and saw that they were sat at one of the plastic tables set outside of the small café across the street. My eyes widened once I'd registered the person's face. It was him, the mysterious man from before. I froze momentarily in my spot, gripping onto the plate I had in my hand so not to drop it onto the pavement below. My breathing suddenly quickened and my heart began to beat harder. I forced myself to look away and speedily finished clearing away the table, rushing back towards the kitchen whilst clutching onto the dirty plates and cutlery for dear life.
I charged past Rena as she was finishing serving a young couple their food. As I glanced at her face quickly, I noticed a look of concern spread across hers. I continued on towards the kitchen, pushing the door open with my spare hand and placing the dirty plates abruptly by the side of the sink and grasping onto the side of the counter tightly. My breathing was still erratic and my mind was all over the place. Rena soon entered the kitchen behind me and came to my side, pulling me to face her.
"What is it, Anna?" she questioned, glaring at me with wide, worried eyes.
"I saw him. I saw him across the street at the café," I began quietly, barely moving, "He was just sat there staring at me. He just seemed to appear out of nowhere."
"Who, Anna? The man from a few weeks ago?" Rena urged. She took hold of my shoulders and squeezed them firmly, staring into my eyes and willing me to tell her.
"Yes, the same one." I answered.
"What's the matter?" I heard Darien ask from a short way out. I turned to face him and his expression mirrored that of his sister's. He knew exactly what was wrong the minute he saw my face. I knew he had translated it as fear, though to me I only felt confusion.
"Anna saw that guy outside the café just now. She said he was staring straight at her for ages." Rena confided in her brother.
"That little creep!" Darien cursed, "What does he think he's playing at? Do you think he's trying to scare her on purpose?"
"He doesn't scare me, Darien." I corrected him, but he didn't care what I had to say at that moment. He was getting too wound up over the mere thought of this man that none of us knew.
"It doesn't matter. He shouldn't be stalking you like this. That's the third time this week I've seen him skulking around outside the restaurant." Darien exclaimed.
"What do you mean the third time this week?" Rena asked, confused, "You're saying he's been here since the first time?"
"I've seen him looking inside at a similar time over the past couple weeks. It's like he's checking to see who's in that night." He continued.
"Why has he been doing that?" I asked, secretly knowing the most likely reason behind it but not wanting to reveal it and make it true.
"My theory is he's been checking to see if you were working or not, Anna," Darien confessed, anger strung around each syllable he spoke, "he soon clears off when he knows you're not. He's been coming most nights, from what I've noticed, since that first time."
So this man really had been stalking me. I suddenly felt dizzy and confused. It all felt too much for me to handle. Why me? Why had this man fixated a fascination on me? You hear about it all of the time, yet you never expect that it will ever happen to you.
"You've gone pale, Anna. You should take a break." Rena announced with worry.
"She needs to get the hell out of here." Darien exclaimed, "It's not safe with him around here. We don't know what he's capable of."
"We're too busy for her to go home though, Darien. Even papa will tell you that." Rena urged.
"We'll see. I'll go find him." Darien rushed off to find Hector leaving Rena by my side. I didn't want to go home; that would make me feel as though I'd been defeated by this stranger. Besides, the safest place for me to be at that time was in the restaurant where he wouldn't be able to follow me anywhere – especially home!
"I just don't understand why he's doing this." Rena murmured to herself.
"Me neither." I added, chuckling slighting to try and lighten to mood. We both knew that the more we stood around worrying and not working, the more frustrated and crabby our customers would get, but this situation felt more important at that moment in time.
All of a sudden, Hector came bounding over from his work station with Darien not too far behind him. His face was pulled tight with frustration and anger, with his cheeks slowly growing red in colour. He stormed over towards the kitchen doors pulling them open heavily and commencing across the restaurant floor. Rena and I both glanced at one another knowing exactly where he was heading. We both rushed after him, trying to keep up with his pace.
"Papa, don't cause a scene!" Rena pleaded, pulling on her father's thick arm.
"Don't tell me what to do, Rena! I'm sick and tired of this man thinking it is okay to harass my staff!" he shouted across the restaurant floor. People stopped and stared at the scene we were all causing as he pulled open the front doors and spotted the man in question. He strode across the empty street and towards where he was sat.
"Papa, please!" Rena cried, trying her hardest to pull her father away.
"You!" Hector shouted at the man, whilst pulling him up to his feet by his collar. His face filled with, at first, confusion and then fear as he stared into the face of the red face middle-aged Greek man before him, "You like making my staff feel uncomfortable and scared, yes?"
"N-n-no. Not at all!" he stammered, quickly glancing towards me before locking his sight back to Hector.
"Well it sure seems that way." Hector boomed.
"I meant n-n-no harm. Honestly! I meant no harm a-a-at all!" he pleaded, trying to pull himself away from Hector's grasp, "All I wanted was to see her again a-a-and maybe ask her t-t-to dinner. I wanted to g-g-get to know her."
"By stalking her?" Darien questioned, standing beside his father with a foul, disgusted expression spread across his face. I felt so embarrassed by the scene set before me and could feel people staring in our direction from all over the street.
"I wasn't stalking her!" he cried, fear filling him as Hector pulled on his collar tighter.
"Then what were you doing?" Hector argued back.
"Like I said! I just wanted to meet her and get to know her properly." He pleaded yet again. I could see the fear spreading across his face as each second passed and I felt truly sorry for this poor man. This was my fault and I didn't want any harm to come of him, even if he had made me feel the way I had. Besides, if what he was saying was true, his intentions hadn't been to frighten me at all so I had to at least give him credit for that. I stepped forward between Hector and the man.
"Hector. Stop." I told him straight, looking directly at him, "Let him go now, please."
"But, Anna–" he urged through gritted teeth. His eyes questioned my intentions and urged for me to change my mind. I shook my head gently and continued to stare sternly directly at him.
"Please. Stop." I ordered calmly. Hector sighed defeated and let go of the man's collar before turning back towards the restaurant and leaving the scene. Darien frowned scornfully towards me and followed his father angrily. Rena quivered slightly, folding her arms and cocking her head towards the restaurant prompting for me to follow her back. I began to move when I felt a hand grasp hold of my forearm gently from behind. I turned to face the man who was recovering from Hector's grasp. His eyes were glossy, almost as though he was about to cry, and his smile was faint.
"Thank you." He announced with gratitude. His breathing was heavy and his body movements appeared jerky.
"No problem." I responded. I began to turn away when he pulled me back to face him once more.
"Can I see you again?" he asked sternly. His gaze was strong and eager, but I was unsure.
"I'm not sure that's such a good idea." I responded truthfully.
"Please," He begged, "I honestly meant no harm before. I just wanted to see you again. I've not stopped thinking about you."
"And neither have I," I confessed.
"You haven't?" he asked with a flicker of surprise and excitement in his voice.
"But probably not in the same way as you have." I answered matter-of-factly. I pulled away from him and began to walk back towards the restaurant with Rena by my side.
"Wait!" I heard him shout behind me. I turned back to face him as he ran over to me from across the street, "Let me make this up to you."
"How?" I asked him.
"Let me take you out, as a way of an apology." He insisted.
"And what if I refuse?" I questioned, folding my arms and tilting my head coyly to the side, similarly to how he had done the first time he'd toyed with me. He smirked weakly and sighed.
"Then I will leave you alone." He answered, placing his hands in his pockets.
"For good?"
"If that is what you wish." He continued. I could tell he was being truthful in what he was saying but I couldn't bring myself to trust him completely. At the same time, this man still intrigued me despite how much he also confused me. I knew that letting him leave me alone forever would be the smart thing to do but I'd always been renowned for not always choosing the smartest option.
"Meet me outside here tomorrow night at six." I told him flatly. I saw the corners of him mouth rise slightly but he hid it well so not to give away too much of the happiness he clearly possessed. He nodded nonchalantly and took my hand, allowing my arms to unfold.
"Tomorrow." He said, kissing the back of my hand gently, looking into my eyes the whole time, "I look forward to it... Anna." Shivers went up my spine as he spoke my name, something I was unaware he had known, and additionally as he smiled sweetly as he let go of my hand before turning to leave. Had I really just agreed to meet up with this man? Although he'd learnt my name, I still had no idea what his name was. I just wished I could fully trust my own judgement and that it wouldn't let me down.


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Place des Cordeliers à Lyon
|Place des Cordeliers à Lyon
The poster advertising the Lumière brothers cinematographe
|Directed by
|Louis Lumière
|Produced by
|Louis Lumière
|Louis Lumière
Release date
April 15, 2005 (re-release)
Running time
|40 seconds
Place des Cordeliers à Lyon (also known as Cordeliers' Square in Lyon) is an 1895 French short black-and-white silent documentary film directed and produced by Louis Lumière.
The film formed part of the first commercial presentation of the Lumière Cinématographe on 28 December 1895 at the Salon Indien, Grand Café, 14 Boulevard des Capuchins, Paris.[1]
This short documentary was filmed in Place des Cordeliers, Lyon, Rhône, Rhône-Alpes, France. It was filmed by means of the Cinématographe, an all-in-one camera, which also serves as a film projector and developer. As with all early Lumière movies, this film was made in a 35 mm format with an aspect ratio of 1.33:1.[2]
The film has no plot as such but is instead a stationary camera positioned on the Place des Cordeliers in Lyon. The camera observes the traffic passing along the street, including people walking and a number of horses pulling carriages.
Current status[edit]
The existing footage of this film was edited into The Lumière Brothers' First Films published in 1996.[3]
- ^ "Salon Indien, Grand Café, Paris". Who's Who of Victorian Cinema. Retrieved 2007-04-08.
- ^ "Technical Specifications". Internet Movie Database. Retrieved 2007-04-08.
- ^ "Movie connections". Internet Movie Database. Retrieved 2007-04-08.
External links[edit]
- The Lumiere Institute (requires quicktime)
- Place des Cordeliers à Lyon at the Internet Movie Database
- Place des Cordeliers à Lyon on YouTube
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Author's Notes: So one time, I had this thought that "If Remus Lupin was doing anything in the 1980's, it was listening to Morrissey and drinking gin." And that just consumed my mind. The result is this crap. Woo! Written for the remusreads challenge number 25: Remus accepts the DADA position.
A/N 2: Look for another remusreads + some crack!fic in the future, maybe.
And Now My Heart Is Full
July 1993
The first owl arrives shortly after dawn.
He's been up all night, listening to records on his Muggle gramophone, that hideous old thing he inherited from his grandmother (a Muggle) but which he loves because it's something he owns, or can at least claim to own. Over the course of the evening, he has progressed through a bottle of bottom-shelf gin and from the blues to Morrissey, stories of men fortunate enough to be acquainted with Sorrow and Grief and God-Forsaken Humiliation, but with far more money than himself.
He's been sacked again, too many absences to escape notice. He had been working third shift at a grocer's, stocking and sweeping and doing whatever he could do. He had the job for three months, but on this third month, after two days of unexplained absences, he was sacked for a twenty-one year old junkie who probably only wants to work there to huff the cleaning supplies.
It's his fault, and he knows it. He always covers his tracks but this time, the days before the moon were especially harsh and so now he is unemployed, with no prospects and rent coming due in a few days, and he is miserable. Like always.
Remus Lupin has no delusions of grandeur like the ones that pollute the minds of his greater counterparts. He's stopped holding out for employment in his world, and so he inhabits another. He knows that money is money, regardless of the fact that a Muggle pound is less than a Knut and a galleon is a week's pay for a fifteen year old. He doesn't care that the one-room flat he lives in is run-down, with water stains on the ceiling and creaky floorboards, and a nymphomaniac that lives next door who screams louder than a banshee. He doesn't care because he can't afford to care, because caring means that he's thinking about the pitiful condition his life is in and that leaves a sour taste in his mouth.
Also, he doesn't have enough liquor for caring, as it takes quite a lot to erase the feelings of pity and sight of squalor from one's mind and Remus Lupin cannot afford that much alcohol at any given time.
The owl perches on his windowsill, letter in its beak, glaring at him as he taps his foot to the beat of the drummer. He's lucky the drone of the neighbors waking up has drowned out his music, but the owl does not approve of his current state. It bites him as he takes the letter and opens it, a familiar feeling of dread building in his stomach as he recognizes both the handwriting and the wax seal on the back.
When he was ten, he got a letter much like this. He was surprised, since the mediwitches had told him that he was going to live a life…well, much like the life he was living currently. Life on the outskirts of humanity, with no hope of acceptance. But that letter…it had given him a decade of hope.
He reads the words carefully, not sure what to think. The immediate idea that comes to mind is that this is a terrible joke, but he's not sure who would play such a prank on him since all his friends are dead (or very close to it, but Azkaban is death as far as he is concerned). He rereads the salutation again, sure that somehow someone got something mixed up and it's not meant for him.
With a sigh, he places the letter on the sill and turns back to his gin and his music, slipping into a troubled sleep just as the needle reaches the last groove and the player shuts itself off.
There are two owls when he wakes, both of them holding similar letters. He squints into the sunlight – it has to be past noon or maybe even around that –and frowns. He doesn't want to think about whatever prank went on last night, not when his head is throbbing like it is. So he sighs and takes the letters from the owls, opens them to find two identical letters and throws them on the floor before hobbling to the loo and purging himself of last night's folly.
Later that day there are three owls, and three letters. The next day there are four.
Every time he walks through Diagon Alley, he stares at his feet. He's learned to do this because he doesn't like the looks he gets. He is a wreck and he knows it: robes patched and mended in a haphazard fashion based solely on availability of adequate materials; Muggle clothes underneath, shoes and pants and a button-down shirt, all far bigger than they should be; three scar marks across his face, hair too long and poorly cut because he can't afford a barber if he wants to eat to make sure his clothes don't get any bigger. And that doesn't even cover the fact that he's just emerged from Knockturn Alley.
It's seven days after the full moon and he's gone to Knockturn Alley to see a man about a potion, one that he's just read about that's said to calm down the wolf inside him. But the apothecary decided that despite his already dodgy business dealings with Muggles, he can't afford to get involved with a werewolf and so Remus is back where he started.
Suddenly, there's a shoulder in his ribs and he's stumbling. By not paying attention, he's bumped into someone, almost knocking them – her - down without even noticing her. When he does, he sees he's stumbled into a young Auror – no, just an Auror in training - and mumbles a hasty apology, eyes not really meeting hers, just looking at the insignia of the Ministry of Magic on the blue robe, one similar to the robe that he remembers Frank Longbottom showing them one night at the Leaky Cauldron.
The girl nods as he apologizes, then rushes up the stairs to meet with another trainee, another young one because this girl's hair is short and pink and she's carrying posters in her arms. The girls stare at him suspiciously, and over their shoulders he can see a full Auror, a tall black man with a glittering silver earring in dark blue robes, instructing other trainees on where the Wanted posters should go.
He's surprised when he sees Sirius' face screaming from the posters.
Apparently Sirius has escaped from Azkaban. This surprises Remus far more than it should because he's seen this face before, twelve years ago in the Daily Prophet. The girls are still staring; the one with that ugly pink hair has raised an eyebrow, and mumbles something to her colleague, something that sounds like 'drunk'.
He looks away, thinking how young they are but then again, they were so young too.
They needn't worry, he thinks as he walks away. First off, they don't who he is, and besides, Sirius wasn't speaking to him a month before all this happened; there's very little chance he'd speak to him now.
The owls add more to their number every twelve hours, and by the end of the week there are fourteen. The joke isn't funny anymore, and so he burns the letters and shoots sparks at the owls and scrounges under his sink for some sort of liquor. He should be looking for a job, but all of this is too much and he half expects it to be Sirius who's sending him these letters, intent on driving him mad and then…well, he hasn't figured out what exactly Sirius would achieve in driving him mad. But then again, Sirius wasn't the Sirius he thought he was in the end, he thinks as he takes a sip of whiskey that tastes more like piss water, and that's that.
The next day, a tan tabby cat joins the fifteen owls that perch on his sill, watching him as he watches them from the couch and he wonders if maybe this isn't a joke after all.
The next day after that, the owls are gone and the tabby too and there's a knock on the door.
Remus falls off the couch; hitting his knee on the miserable excuse he has for a coffee table on his way to answer it. But the door opens itself and he's left to stare, mouth open, at the sight in front of him.
It's impressive that Dumbledore's dressed like a Muggle, in trousers and a corduroy jacket and green jumper and he's standing at his door for a reason.
Oh. Shit.
"Profes-Headmaster-come in," Remus sputters, reaching for his wand (it's in his back pocket) and waving it horridly across the room, Scourgify-ing the room.
"Thank you," Dumbledore says, sitting on the couch, which Remus had just been sleeping on. Remus rests nervously on the windowsill. He does not own any more chairs.
"I was wondering how many letters it would take."
And he knows that it wasn't a prank. He should have known when he saw the tabby cat.
"It took hundreds, thousands of letters and Hagrid knocking down a door to get Harry Potter to Hogwarts," he says. He closes the door behind him and Remus feels small, like he's ten again and he's been caught playing a prank on someone. He's about to get disciplined, but in the much more subtle adult way.
"I know life hasn't been fair on you, Remus," Dumbledore says, sitting across from him. "I know that you've tried your hardest. You've always tried your hardest."
Remus says nothing, shrugs his shoulder up and looks down. He's embarrassed, but Dumbledore's right. He's always right. He's tried, and it's not his fault.
"My invitation was not a prank, as I'm sure you know by now," Dumbledore says, and Remus nods, ashamed. There is silence.
"I'm sorry, Headmaster," Remus says, feeling he should say something, because after all, his stupidity brought Dumbledore here. He's embarrassed, partly because he treated the matter as a joke and partly because no one, not in years, has seen how he lives and he feels like he's disappointed the one person left who obviously has faith in him.
"I don't blame you, Remus. I know it isn't easy, and one must be careful in this world."
"I just – why? Why me? I haven't taught since – well, it's been about ten years, and I'm a liability and –" He stops, unsure of where to go from here. He's never been offered a job by someone who knows what he is, and so this is unknown territory he's stumbling over.
"We need you," he says. "Our last professor was a failure. You were top of your class in Defense, and you need this as much as we need you. And most importantly, Harry needs you."
Harry. Harry Potter. This reference succeeds where Dumbledore's first doesn't, because now Remus can clearly see the family Potter at Harry's first birthday, the way that Lily's eyes sparkled and how proud James looked and -
Sirius. Betrayal and family and love and emotions which churn in Remus' stomach. How did it come to this? Best friends, once, destroying each other.
There's a moment of tense silence in the room. Before James and Lily died, the Order had been fractured. Order members were suspicious of each other, and Remus received the brunt of the suspicion, because he was a werewolf. He knew this, and he also knew if anyone wouldn't sell out to Voldemort, it would be a werewolf raised among wizards, but old hatred never truly dies.
Remus bites his lip and closes his eyes. Dumbledore knew that he had been loyal to the Order, had not betrayed the Potters. He wonders if Dumbledore thinks he helped Sirius escape. He doesn't want to broach the topic. Dumbledore has said nothing about Sirius, and so Remus decides it's best to play along, to not mention it. He'd rather not think of Sirius since thinking of Sirius reminds him of broken glass from whiskey bottles thrown across rooms and the scar he still has on his back, where a shred of glass from a bottle Sirius threw embedded itself so deep -
"If you come to Hogwarts," Dumbledore says, "If you accept the invitation to teach…I have a feeling your life will change."
"Anything's better than this," Remus says. He's still not sure where all of this fits in, and part of him wonders if Dumbledore even knows.
"Anything but teaching first-years basic Defense Against the Dark Arts spells," Dumbledore says, with a knowing wink. "Of course, there are added incentives to being a professor at Hogwarts."
And so he agrees, not really sure why but thinking of Hogwarts and his happier days, and of housing and food and money, lots of it because Hogwarts pays its teachers well. He thinks about transformations in the Shrieking Shack, and being patched up by Pomfrey whose healing spells are better than his own. He starts to plot out lesson plans, trying to remember the pedagogy he learned years ago, when he was getting certification to become a Muggle teacher. He wonders what exactly he will teach first-years.
He wonders, too, what Harry looks like, if he has loyal friends, if he can tell him he was friends with his parents. He assumes – that is, that it is implied – that he will tell Harry about his parents, that he will say he was a friend of theirs. Of course, Remus just assumes this but he never liked asking questions because that always led to difficulties.
Several days before the full moon, an owl arrives with a potion bottle and a note. The note is from Dumbledore, the bottle is full of the Wolfsbane potion, and Dumbledore jokes that this is the added incentive, courtesy of Severus Snape, Potions Master. He imagines Severus was not pleased, and he can imagine Severus' scowl.
As he takes a drink of the brew – which is terrible, it tastes like the wine Sirius and James made fourth-year and let ferment in James' trunk and it got them all sick when they drank it – he thinks that maybe Dumbledore's right. Maybe this is a new beginning, a new way of life.
If anything, he'll piss off Severus for most of the year, which is as good of a reason as any.


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Vancouver's mayor says Canada should stay the course and aim to welcome 25,000 Syrian refugees as planned by the end of the year.
Gregor Robertson agrees security screening processes need to be thorough.
"I'm sure the federal government is very mindful of Canadians' concerns around that, that there will be very thorough process around screening. That's their duty and I know they take it seriously."
Robertson is heading to Ottawa to meet with cabinet ministers so Vancouver can help prepare for an influx of Syrian refugees.
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But it's still unclear exactly what the city's role will be in helping settle the new arrivals. Asked what resources specifically the city would contribute, they mayor had this to say:
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"From where is he coming?... It's a judicial decision and not a political event so what is the rationale of celebrating it?" Kumar told reporters when asked to comment on Prasad's release.
"There are some charges on him in which the court is looking into and its not a political process," he said. Kumar said he had earlier not commented when the RJD supremo was convicted in a fodder scam case and jailed. "I also do not want to comment now when the Supreme Court has granted him bail," he said.
Nitish said he did not have much interest in what his opponents were saying.
On the political ramifications of Prasad's release, Kumar said he did not have much interest in what his opponents were saying or doing, but concentrated on his own work.
"I am sincerely discharging the responsibility the people have given me through a mandate in 2010 and not bothered what political opponents are saying," he said.
Kumar also said that it was a mistake to have inducted history-sheeter Rajesh Kumar alias Chunnu Thakur in the JD(U) and when his attention was drawn it was corrected.
Chunnu Thakur was the alleged mastermind of kidnapping a school boy Kislay Kaushal, son of a government officer, which had forced BJP veteran Atal Bihari Vajpayee to make a strong comment at a public meeting at Gandhi maidan in 2004 here saying "Where is my Kislay?"
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There you have it, a tasty round up. Cheers, to a awesome 2015!
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Can you believe I STILL haven't tried a moscow mule? I feel like that needs to change! Great roundup!ReplyDelete
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I remember, and LOVE, all of these! Happy New Year to you and your family :)ReplyDelete
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Amazing round up! and that Moscow mule is calling our name! Happy New Year Val! We want to thank you for your support and friendship this past year and we look forward to seeing more of your delicious food in 2015! Have a great week!
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The midfielder made two substitute appearances for the Republic of Ireland on their route to the last 16 and he was bowled over by some of the things he saw his international team-mates do.
During more than five weeks with manager Mick McCarthy's squad, Reid saw Roy Keane sent home before the tournament started, was involved in a vital last-gasp draw with Germany and watched in anguish as the Republic were knocked out by Spain on penalties.
The 21-year-old described it as an amazing experience - a far cry from pre-season training in Bromley preparing for the First Division season. But as much as it increased Reid's desire for more of the big time, it also made him more hungry for success with Millwall.
He said: "You cannot get any higher than playing in the World Cup finals. It is the highlight of my career and will be until the next European Championships or World Cup finals - or until Millwall get into the Premiership.
" Coming back to training was definitely not a bad thing, although it is very different to what I had just been doing. But the gaffer's been great, the set-up is still brilliant and it has been good to see all the lads again."
Reid kept in touch with some of his Millwall team-mates while in the Far East and when he returned to pre-season training many of the others were keen to hear about his experience.
He admitted: "I was on top of the world. It was something else to even be out there but to come on in two of the games I had to pinch myself a bit to prove to myself it was not a dream.
"The game that sticks out is the Germany one, although of course the Spain game, which we lost on penalties, was massive too with lots of highs and lows. But when Robbie Keane scored the last-minute equaliser in the 1-1 draw with the Germans, the place just went mad.
"All the Millwall lads wanted to know about it and had watched it. It was nice to come back and talk to them about it. They have all been behind me and supported me."
One time Reid would have most needed a trusted friend was when the Roy Keane saga blew up. Keane was unhappy with training facilities within the camp and after major rows with McCarthy, the midfielder was sent home.
Reid said: "The whole squad was around the Keane incident. I was one of the youngest lads in the squad but I still had my part to play, as everyone did.
"It dragged on longer than we would have liked and was big news up until the first game when it went to the back of everyone's mind.
"By the end of the tournament no one was talking about it and it all turned out well."
Reid is happy at Millwall, the club is financially healthy enough to keep him but he feels he has stepped up a level and has his sights set on the Premiership. He said: "I was away with some great players for more than five weeks and your movement and touch improves when you're alongside people such as Robbie Keane and Damien Duff.
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Microsoft put out a public chatbot with no filters, and things went HORRIBLY wrong.
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Officials say a man armed with a gun was in the parking lot of the Adams County Prison around 1:15 p.m. Thursday. The prison, which is located along Major Bell Lane in Gettysburg, and surrounding buildings were immediately locked down.
SWAT teams and other police agencies were called to the scene.
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County Commissioner Randy Phiel said the gunman was in the parking lot, fired some shots and was injured. It's unclear if he was shot. The shooter was then taken by helicopter to an unknown location.PHOTO: Steve Roth
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"What's wrong with you? I'm not working tonight!" She said, arms akimbo in a defiant stance.
"Oh, so grandpa in there scored a date because of his good looks?" Toyota scoffed back
The girl straightened her wig then tried to dodge around Toyota to get back in the club. Toyota was too quick. He grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her into the wall and it must have hurt but all she did was let out a nearly inaudible whimper. She slid down the wall to a crouch and tearfully beseeched her tormentor.
"Okay, I'm working him… but I got him all by myself. And I wasn't even trying to go behind your back, that's why I brought him here. Please, just let me keep the money…"
"That's not how this works sweetheart…" Toyota replied in an uncharacteristic, high-pitched mock. "I always get my sixty percent no matter how you got your John. You are always working for me."
He held out his hand to her and she took it. He lifted her back to her feet and even wiped away her tears. Then he held out his hand again. The girl wanted to protest but then thought better of it. With a sigh of resignation, she lewdly reached into her bra and fished out a couple of notes. Toyota snatched them from her greedily, without waiting for her to confirm the amount.
"There's a good girl," He said, smiling for the first time.
He stepped out of her way and she ascended defeated back to the club. Toyota chuckled and began to come down the stairs counting the money but stopped short when he saw Antoine. Figuring it was just a child, he bound menacingly down the stairs.
"What the hell are you looking at? Get out of here!" Toyota made as if to backhand Antoine but the boy jumped out of the way and ran off cackling like a mad man. The street life sure knew how to show you too much too fast.


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We are traveling to Zanzibar after a two week safari. Where would you recommend to stay for some romantic nights?
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Be may be which area you would like to spend your nights , i mean at the beach or in stone town ?
Also - what's your budget?
Depend on budget, interests and others....we stayed at Nungwi Area.....so beautiful
could you advise which side between Stone town and Beach sides you would prefer to stay and recharge your bettery ?
Zanzibar has 100's of properties that fit this brief. Contact an expert who will be able to advise you. It will save a lot of time and trouble and won't cost you more. Obviously at this stage, without having spoken to you and knowing your preferences suggestions are difficult. Try looking at Pongwe, Unguja Lodge, the Palms to get you going and let me know if you need any further suggestions.
Speak soon.
Its true I would recommend for stone town Zanzibar ocean view ,grand palace and for beach
RasMichamvi , Dhow Inn or Ras Nungwi and if you will need more clarification please let me know asap
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My father was a greengrocer and his shop appears in this photograph on the left side going into the Rex Cinema arcade, a butchers shop was on the right side. During the war years and into the very early 1950s, he was the largest greengrocer in Bridgwater, having the Eastover shop and one in Taunton Road, my parents looking after one each. They also had a third shop which my sister ran for several years. That section of Eastover, including the Rex arcade, Mr Jeal the ironmonger and several other shops were demolished in the early 1960s to make way for the rather bland row of shops that now occupy the spot.
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Because nobody, including her father Jonathan, her aunt Constanza Lezama, and one of Scotland Yard's most scrupulous detectives, Hamish Campbell - can tell her the answers she will one day want to know.
Three years ago last Sunday, Gracia Morton, then 40, disappeared without trace. She dropped Celeste at nursery school in Holland Park, west London, and was due to meet her brother-in-law, Peter Thomas, at the Barbican, where he was performing with the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra. She never arrived.
The police deal with reports of missing people all the time, but this case was particularly unusual. Gracia, an Argentinian musician who moved to the UK in 1985, was not a difficult or troubled woman. She was in fine spirits. No money had been taken from her bank account, and her flat in Kensington was exactly as she left it. Her passport was among her belongings at home. Her luggage and clothes were untouched.
Could Gracia abandon her daughter suddenly and without warning? Preposterous, her family said. Detectives dismissed the idea too. She adored Celeste.
Gracia left one confusing clue. After kissing her daughter goodbye, she popped in to see her estranged husband, Jonathan, who owns a house in nearby St Ann's Road, Holland Park. They had been separated for 10 months. The 62-year-old architect told detectives she had asked him to fetch their daughter later that day and keep her overnight. She also asked him to look after her Rover car and gave him the keys to the vehicle and her flat. She did not tell him where she was going or what she intended to do. After this, the trail goes cold.
There have been no sightings of Gracia since then. There has been no contact of any kind. Her savings remain untouched. To begin with, her older sister Constanza, 45, an interpreter who lives in Oxfordshire, hoped Gracia would call or write to explain, but the more she thought about it, the gloomier she became. Gracia was punctilious, straightforward and reliable.
Constanza now assumes her younger sister was attacked and killed, but because her body has not been found, she says she has been grieving a "non-death". The intense pain she and her family felt when Gracia first vanished has been replaced by a desperate aching to understand what happened.
"It is hard to move on," says Constanza. "Above all, I am sad because I miss my sister so much. I can't even talk about that without crying, especially at a time like this.
"And I am livid. Livid that something like this could happen with apparent impunity. That somebody has killed my sister and left us nothing. That someone has done something terrible and got away with it."
Constanza spent the third anniversary of Gracia's disappearance with her other sister, Maria, the youngest of the three. The sis- ters were very close and chatted most days.
The last time Constanza spoke to Gracia - 24 hours before she disappeared - they gossiped about their family and teased each other about Christmas. "I remember the conversation so well. She loved Christmas and I hated it. She was trying to soften me up, telling me all the things we could do that would make it more bearable. We had a gossip about the family, as we always did. She was very relaxed. Her life was full of projects and she was enjoying her job.
"She had had a difficult time with the separation, but that was behind her and she was looking forward. She was a positive woman. There was absolutely nothing to make me think something was wrong. It is strange how conversations like this have become landmarks in my life," she adds. "Keeping the memories alive are terribly important to us all."
Constanza's prime concern is Celeste, who is living with her father. "She will tell you, 'Mummy is dead', but she does not talk about what has happened in any proper sense. She does not know and she does not ask. There are certain things she will talk about, safe areas. She will recognise a pair of earrings and say, 'They were mummy's.' But when I ask her if she misses her mother, she clams up."
Constanza believes Celeste is blocking off hurtful thoughts, and she is fearful of the psychological damage that may have been done over the last three years. "I think we need to take professional advice on how to explain a disappearance like this to a little girl. I hope that I am wrong, but I worry there are things being stored up inside that need to be let out."
Although they have given up hope that Gracia is alive, the sisters will continue to look for her. Constanza's husband, Peter, has been working with a forensic archaeologist to identify possible areas where Gracia's body may have been buried. They are still quietly confident that the police inquiry will eventually uncover a vital clue.
"I don't believe in the idea of a perfect murder," says Constanza."I am heartened that the police have not given up hope. I can see they are still interested, and they still have ideas."
The family was understandably frustrated when Mr Campbell, the officer in charge of the inquiry, was sidetracked by another bewildering and time-consuming case. Rightly or wrongly, the murder of Jill Dando, in April 1999, overshadowed every other crime, and left Mr Campbell managing one of the biggest investigations undertaken in the UK. A man has been charged with Ms Dando's murder, leaving Mr Campbell more time to look afresh at the outstanding cases on his books.
He is a patient officer, used to fussing over details. Logic tells him that Gracia's family is right to fear the worst. "Would she have left the country and left her child? I don't think so," said Mr Campbell. "If she was alive, what circumstances would she be in? I can't imagine them.
"We searched her flat from top to bottom. I am sure she did not return there after taking Celeste to school. The breakfast things were still out on the table; her cat was there. We found nothing to suggest that she was making plans to go anywhere. From an investigator's point of view, I have to say that I do not believe she is alive. We believe she is dead, and we believe she was murdered."
Mr Campbell is still looking for her body, and he is again appealing for witnesses who might have seen her on the day she disappeared. "People need to think back and ask themselves if they saw anything suspicious. We need to find them. Someone, somewhere, knows what happened. The family has not given up. Neither will I."
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Is this something that he can eventually outgrow?
Can my son's liver repair itself and begin producing the missing enzyme?
There is no evidence that this can happen. Researchers have identified more than a dozen GRHPR mutations that cause type 2 primary hyperoxaluria. These mutations either introduce signals that disrupt production of the glyoxylate reductase/hydroxypyruvate reductase enzyme (which is found primarily in the liver, with small amounts in the kidney) or alter its structure. As a result, enzyme activity is absent or dramatically reduced. Glyoxylate builds up because of the enzyme shortage, and it is converted to a compound called oxalate instead of glycolate. Oxalate, in turn, combines with calcium to form calcium oxalate, which the body cannot readily eliminate. Deposits of calcium oxalate can lead to the characteristic features of primary hyperoxaluria, which include kidney stones, kidney damage or failure, and injury to other tissues and organs.[1]
While to date, liver-kidney transplantation has not been used in primary hyperoxaluria type 2, this may be a possible form of treatment in the future, in particular because there is more enzyme present in the liver than in other tissues.[2] Other potential treatments may include liver cell transplantation and recombinant gene therapy to replace the missing enzyme.[3] When and if these therapies will become available is unknown.
How might primary hyperoxaluria type 2 be treated?
The current management strategy includes high fluid intake, treatment with inhibitors of calcium oxalate crystallization, and temporary intensive dialysis for end-stage renal disease (ESRD) followed by kidney transplantation.[2][4] Varying success has been reported following transplantation, with recurrence being a real possibility since hyperoxaluria and elevated L-glycerate levels persist.[2][4][5] Careful management in the postoperative period, with attention to brisk urine output and use of calcium oxalate urinary inhibitors may help prevent complications.[2]
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