This weekend, they wed in a small ceremony at the Family camping 2017 vintage shirt and I love this Royal Chapel of All Saints in Windsor. It was a small, socially distant ceremony, where, due to government regulations, not even a hymn was sung. The palace confirmed “close family” was in attendance, which included the bride’s grandparents, Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip. On Saturday, the royal family released several pictures from the affair, which captured a set of sumptuous details. I once wrote a beautiful, efficient, expandable base class for encoding packets implementing the RTP protocol. The class was elegant and the documentation was clean. It was like a code poem. I actually lost a job because this code was so good. It seems I’m difficult to work with because I didn’t try to use the crappy, ad-hoc code written by one of the company’s old-timers. His code read 4 fields out of one particular kind of RTP packet, and wouldn’t have worked for me, because I had to both read and create RTP packets. But that’s beside the point. Software development is an art form so esoteric, so internal that only another developer can appreciate it. For every epic code poem like Stepanov’s Standard Template Library, there are 10,000 dreary tomes of ordinary code. It is a rare manager who appreciates craftsmanship, and customers can’t see it at all. I write code this way because I can’t figure out how to do it any other way. A thousand ounces of silver is a great gain to me, and to be a high noble and minister is a most honorable position. But have you not seen the victim-ox for the border sacrifice? It is carefully fed for several years and robed with rich embroidery that it may be fit to enter the Grand Temple. When the time comes for it to do so, it would prefer to be a little pig, but it can not get to be so. Go away quickly, and do not soil me with your presence. I had rather amuse and enjoy myself in the midst of a filthy ditch than be subject to the rules and restrictions in the court of a sovereign. I have determined never to take office, but prefer the enjoyment of my own free will. The fish should not be taken from the deep pool; the sharp weapons of the state should not be shown to men.First, of the floral arch which surrounded the chapel door: ivory roses, pink hydrangeas, and assorted greenery from Windsor Great Park, all by florist Rob Van Helden. (He also did the wedding of Beatrice’s sister, Eugenie.) Then, of the bride herself, wearing a vintage Norman Hartnell dress made from peau de soie taffeta and adorned with ivory duchesse satin. It was on loan from Queen Elizabeth, who wore the same gown to Lawrence of Arabia in 1962 (it was refitted by the monarch’s dresser, Angela Kelly).
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In 1919, Queen Mary asked the Family camping 2017 vintage shirt and I love this London jewelers House of Garrard to turn a necklace into a tiara. That necklace had a special significance: It had been gifted to Mary by Queen Victoria, who had received it as a wedding gift in 1893. Garrard made a diadem comprised of 47 tapered diamond bars. The design was influenced by a Russian kokoshnik, an ornate halo-shaped headdress worn by women of the country’s imperial court. Cut off shagginess, cast away wisdom, and then the great thieves will cease. Break the jades, crush the pearls, and petty thieves will no longer rise up. Burn the tallies, shatter the seals, and the people will be simple and guileless. Hack up the bushels, snap the balances in two, and the people will no longer wrangle. Destroy and wipe out the laws that the sage has made for the world, and at last, you will find you can reason with the people wipeout and reject benevolence and righteousness, and for the first time, the Virtue of the world will reach the state of Mysterious Leveling. Knowledge must wait for something before it can be applicable, and that which it waits for is never certain. How, then, can I know that what I call Heaven is not really man, and what I call to man is not really Heaven? There must first be a True Man before there can be true knowledge. What do I mean by a True Man? The True Man of ancient times did not rebel against want, did not grow proud in plenty, and did not plan his affairs. A man like this could commit an error and not regret it, could meet with success, and not make a show. A man like this could climb the high places and not be frightened, could enter the water and not get wet, could enter the fire and not get burned. His knowledge was able to climb all the way up to the Way like this. The True Man of ancient times slept without dreaming and woke without care; he ate without savoring and his breath came from deep inside. The True Man breathes with his heels; the mass of men breathe with their throats. Crushed and bound down, they gasp out their words as though they were retching. Deep in their passions and desires, they are shallow in the workings of Heaven. This is what I call the True Man.Though, true to British sensibility, this one was much simpler than those donned by the recently overthrown Romanovs. In 1936, Queen Mary passed it on to Queen Elizabeth (now referred to as the “Queen Mother”). Eleven years later, the Queen Mother lent it to her daughter, the then Princess Elizabeth, for a very special occasion: her wedding to Lieutenant Philip Mountbatten. It’s then that the tiara had its most famous—and infamous—moment. Before Elizabeth was due to walk down the aisle, it snapped.