#British Engineering

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De juguetes a superautos y espías:Corgi Elizabeth II, 007, Aston Martin

Ing José María Noriega “Bond, mi nombre es James Bond” – Este famoso saludo no solo se escucha en el cine, sino que también ha inspirado a generaciones de niños a soñar con ser espías y a coleccionar autos. El recorrido de Corgi, Matchbox Hot Wheels y Aston Martin, entrelazado con la historia de James Bond y la Reina Isabel II, nos invita a explorar una rica tradición de innovación británica en…

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Day 27: The George Robert Stephenson Fountain: A Tribute to Engineering Excellence on The Green, Cowes

Introduction The George Robert Stephenson Fountain, located on The Green in Cowes, Isle of Wight, stands as a lasting tribute to one of Britain’s most significant engineering families. Erected in honor of George Robert Stephenson, a pioneer of railway engineering, the fountain is a blend of Victorian design, engineering history, and local pride. Positioned near the Cowes waterfront, it serves as…

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This bridge was built in 1901 and it's still carrying trains going over 120mph. British engineering at its best!!

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Watch "Many Mighty things in a Too Small Package | Straussler MBT" on YouTube

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The Teufort Grandmaster (Archimedes) remains undefeated. I shared [this] with a pal and knew what I needed to do.

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A History of Machine Tools :: Ian Bradley

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Morgan Midsummer, 2024, by Pininfarina. A limited edition barchetta which is the result of a collaboration between two of the longest-established coachbuilders in the world. It is based on Morgan's CX-Generation Bonded Aluminium Platform and features a BMW 6-cylinder turbocharged engine and eight-speed automatic transmission. It will be built in an edition of 50 cars

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Good evening to the three people that are into stex and transformers!!!!! I bring more trainsformers food

Did some insta requests yay yayyyyy

Doodle batch no 1

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The ship has sailed y'all

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Hadrian's Wall

Hadrian's Wall is an impressive masterpiece of military engineering built along steep ups and downs that cross space and history between England and Scotland.

The old wall, sculpted for almost 2000 years by wind and rain, climbs over hills, immerses itself in a moor to suddenly resurface among the blades of light of a wood, a karst presence that seems to absorb the energy of landscape to challenge its gravity and logic in a rollercoaster of harsh ups and downs that cross space and history.

Hadrian's Wall is no longer England but it is not yet Scotland, even if the land to the north seems wilder.

But perhaps it is just a state of mind of those who look at it, subtly altered by the emotion of treading the same stones on which the Roman legionaries walked.

In reality, unlike what many believe, the Wall is within English territory, even if it has helped define the borders of the two countries since the emperor from whom it takes its name ordered its construction in 122 AD to "separate the Romans from the barbarians," the hostile tribes of the Picts who populated today's Scotland, a tough nut to crack even for the Roman legions.

To build it in just six years, about fifteen thousand men were employed, three legions that faced the challenges of a terrain carefully chosen to exploit its advantages.

The result is an impressive masterpiece of military engineering, a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 1987, stretching from one coast of England to the other for eighty Roman miles, about one hundred and seventeen kilometers from Solway Firth to the west and Wallsend to the east.

It is one of the many place names linked to its existence and then extending southwards with ports and coastal fortifications.

For nearly three centuries, Hadrian's Wall was northernmost and most fortified boundary of the Roman limes, a gigantic defensive system that stretched for over five thousand kilometres — from the Atlantic coast of Great Britain to the Black Sea across Europe — then continuing through present-day Middle East to Red Sea and from there cutting across North Africa to the Atlantic.

The 117km long (80 Roman miles) Hadrian's Wall was punctuated by 14 main forts, 80 minor ones and 2 watchtowers every third of a mile.

In addition to the actual wall, mainly made of stone, about 5m high and up to 3m thick, becoming six metres thick in the earthen sections, the Wall was reinforced by a ditch bristling with pointed stakes, a military road that connected the forts and allowed any point to be reached quickly and by a deep embankment, the Vallum.

The forts, rectangular in plan, varied in size according to the importance of the garrison, a pattern repeated with slight differences along the entire limes that protected the borders of the empire.

A moat and a wall punctuated by towers protected the perimeter and each side had a gate protected by two massive towers.

Inside were the headquarters — the praetorium where the praefectus castrorum reside; barracks; a hospital; warehouses and latrines, generally under the walls, while the bathrooms were outside the fortifications.

In granary, food supplies were stored to face the harsh winters or possible sieges.

In the Vicus, the civilian settlement, lived the families of the soldiers, often auxiliaries who officially could not marry.

In these villages that grew spontaneously around the forts, merchants, artisans and prostitutes also lived, attracted by the soldiers' wages.

There were also temples dedicated to Roman, local and even oriental deities that reflected the different religions of soldiers from all over the empire because Romans were very tolerant as long as the social order and the emperor were not questioned.

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Watch "British Super-Hetzer | The Straussler Main Battle Tank #shorts" on YouTube

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Brexit, who usually was very proper and sensible, had had it today.

The champion, who he’d never paid any mind to, had been on his last nerve. She had berated him, pushed him with those..hands..of hers, and made his mind scramble with everything she’d done today.

So he was done. And he had managed to, despite his small stature, pin the diesel against the wall. Huffing and scowling at her as he growled. Not very intimidating though.

"You little.." He bumbled, before huffing. "You little cunt.." He gritted out.

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Praries and Panniers, Bodmin and Wenford Railway, 2013