The Wunderkammer of the Mild Colonial Boy, Esq., a Reactionary Tory Gentleman, who armed only with a Steampowered Babbage Engine and Pure Intentions, wanders the Time Streams and Aetheric Plane gathering an Eccentric Hodgepodge of Curiousities, Frivolities, Whimsicalities and Nonsense.
Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
“This is a Motor Car. It can travel forty miles an hour. There is a number on the back of it. If the car runs over you make a note of it and complain to the County Council. That is what the number is for.”
The Motor Car Dumpy Book by T.W.H Crosland. Illustrations by J.R. Monsell. London: Grant Richards, 1904.
Innocent days.
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“This is a motor airship. Some day we shall all have them.” From The Motor Car Dumpy Book by T.W.H. Crosland. Illustrations by J.R. Monsell. London: Grant Richards, 1904.
I’m still waiting for mine.
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