On receiving the baton, steam was again turned on, and the train passed on to the bridge... when the train had got about 200 yards from the cabin [in the signal box], he observed sparks flying from the wheels; and after they had continued about three minutes, there was a sudden bright flash of light, and in an instant there was total darkness, the tail lamps of the train, the sparks, and flash of light, all, he said disappearing at the same instant.

The life of each one of us […] while we read with interest the depicturement of the lives of others, seems prosaic to us because it is ours […]

We've got a support ticket open with this bunch of wanktards to do with a replication issue with FDY Freire 2K5. Over the last three months we've tried a few things that have singularly failed to work (and in at least one case made things worse). I keep getting the feeling that they actually don't know that much more than I do, and I don't know that much.

Eventually the king chose to hear her entreaties.