Last night we had some serious snow and first thing this morning there was perhaps an inch of snow on the ground. Time to don the Winter boots. By 9 o'clock there was some rain and the snow had turned to slush. Can anybody explain to me how the Russians can send a man into space but to make roads and pavements where the water drains away instead of forming into giant puddles is seemingly beyond them?
Today's picture shows a 5-story block of flats in the Kozhukovskiy district of Moscow, although it could be anywhere. My point is that there are no lifts in these flats. Can you imagine! I have a lesson on the top floor once a week and it takes me a week to recover and to gird my loins (to gird up one's loins библ.; поэт. — препоясать чресла, приступить (к чему-л.) ) ready for the next assault the following week.
Today's picture shows a 5-story block of flats in the Kozhukovskiy district of Moscow, although it could be anywhere. My point is that there are no lifts in these flats. Can you imagine! I have a lesson on the top floor once a week and it takes me a week to recover and to gird my loins (to gird up one's loins библ.; поэт. — препоясать чресла, приступить (к чему-л.) ) ready for the next assault the following week.
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