#Laura Pritchard

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‘UNDER THE PERTH LIGHTS 💛🖤’

- Alex’s IG 29.8.24

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Commons Vote

On: Passenger Railway Services Bill (Public Ownership) Bill: Committee: Amendment 14

Ayes: 111 (95.5% Con, 4.5% DUP) Noes: 362 (97.0% Lab, 2.5% Ind, 0.6% SDLP) Absent: ~177

Day's business papers: 2024-9-3

Likely Referenced Bill: Passenger Railway Services (Public Ownership) Bill

Description: A Bill to make provision for passenger railway services to be provided by public sector companies instead of by means of franchises.

Originating house: Commons Current house: Commons Bill Stage: 3rd reading

Individual Votes:

Ayes

Conservative (106 votes)

Alan Mak Alberto Costa Alex Burghart Alicia Kearns Alison Griffiths Andrew Bowie Andrew Murrison Andrew Rosindell Andrew Snowden Aphra Brandreth Ashley Fox Ben Obese-Jecty Ben Spencer Bernard Jenkin Blake Stephenson Bob Blackman Bradley Thomas Caroline Dinenage Caroline Johnson Charlie Dewhirst Chris Philp Claire Coutinho Damian Hinds Danny Kruger David Davis David Mundell David Reed David Simmonds Desmond Swayne Edward Argar Edward Leigh Gagan Mohindra Gareth Bacon Gareth Davies Gavin Williamson Geoffrey Cox George Freeman Greg Smith Gregory Stafford Harriet Cross Harriett Baldwin Helen Whately Iain Duncan Smith Jack Rankin James Cartlidge James Cleverly James Wild Jeremy Hunt Jeremy Wright Jerome Mayhew Jesse Norman Joe Robertson John Cooper John Glen John Hayes John Lamont John Whittingdale Joy Morrissey Julia Lopez Julian Lewis Karen Bradley Katie Lam Kemi Badenoch Kevin Hollinrake Kieran Mullan Kit Malthouse Laura Trott Lewis Cocking Lincoln Jopp Louie French Mark Francois Mark Garnier Mark Pritchard Martin Vickers Matt Vickers Mel Stride Mike Wood Mims Davies Neil Hudson Neil O'Brien Neil Shastri-Hurst Nick Timothy Nigel Huddleston Oliver Dowden Patrick Spencer Peter Bedford Peter Fortune Priti Patel Rebecca Harris Rebecca Paul Rebecca Smith Richard Fuller Richard Holden Robbie Moore Robert Jenrick Saqib Bhatti Sarah Bool Shivani Raja Simon Hoare Steve Barclay Stuart Anderson Stuart Andrew Suella Braverman Tom Tugendhat Victoria Atkins Wendy Morton

Democratic Unionist Party (5 votes)

Carla Lockhart Gavin Robinson Gregory Campbell Jim Shannon Sammy Wilson

Noes

Labour (351 votes)

Abena Oppong-Asare Abtisam Mohamed Adam Jogee Adam Thompson Afzal Khan Al Carns Alan Campbell Alan Gemmell Alan Strickland Alex Baker Alex Ballinger Alex Barros-Curtis Alex Davies-Jones Alex Mayer Alex McIntyre Alex Norris Alex Sobel Alice Macdonald Alison Hume Alison McGovern Alistair Strathern Allison Gardner Amanda Hack Amanda Martin Andrew Cooper Andrew Gwynne Andrew Lewin Andrew Pakes Andrew Ranger Andrew Western Andy MacNae Andy McDonald Andy Slaughter Angela Eagle Anna Dixon Anna Gelderd Anna McMorrin Anna Turley Anneliese Dodds Anneliese Midgley Antonia Bance Ashley Dalton Baggy Shanker Bambos Charalambous Barry Gardiner Bayo Alaba Beccy Cooper Becky Gittins Ben Coleman Ben Goldsborough Bill Esterson Blair McDougall Brian Leishman Callum Anderson Calvin Bailey Carolyn Harris Cat Smith Catherine Atkinson Catherine Fookes Catherine McKinnell Catherine West Charlotte Nichols Chi Onwurah Chris Bloore Chris Curtis Chris Elmore Chris Evans Chris Hinchliff Chris Kane Chris McDonald Chris Murray Chris Vince Chris Ward Chris Webb Christian Wakeford Claire Hazelgrove Claire Hughes Clive Betts Clive Efford Clive Lewis Connor Naismith Connor Rand Damien Egan Dan Aldridge Dan Carden Dan Jarvis Dan Norris Dan Tomlinson Daniel Francis Danny Beales Darren Paffey Dave Robertson David Burton-Sampson David Pinto-Duschinsky David Smith David Taylor Dawn Butler Debbie Abrahams Deirdre Costigan Derek Twigg Diana Johnson Douglas Alexander Douglas McAllister Elaine Stewart Ellie Reeves Elsie Blundell Emily Darlington Emily Thornberry Emma Foody Emma Lewell-Buck Euan Stainbank Fabian Hamilton Fleur Anderson Florence Eshalomi Frank McNally Gareth Snell Gareth Thomas Gen Kitchen Gerald Jones Gill Furniss Gill German Gordon McKee Graeme Downie Graham Stringer Grahame Morris Gregor Poynton Gurinder Singh Josan Harpreet Uppal Heidi Alexander Helen Hayes Helena Dollimore Henry Tufnell Ian Lavery Ian Murray Imogen Walker Irene Campbell Jack Abbott Jacob Collier Jade Botterill Jake Richards James Asser James Frith James Naish Janet Daby Jayne Kirkham Jeevun Sandher Jeff Smith Jen Craft Jenny Riddell-Carpenter Jess Asato Jess Phillips Jessica Morden Jessica Toale Jim Dickson Jim McMahon Jo Platt Jo Stevens Jo White Joani Reid Jodie Gosling Joe Morris Joe Powell Johanna Baxter John Grady John Healey John Slinger John Whitby Jon Pearce Jon Trickett Jonathan Brash Jonathan Davies Jonathan Hinder Josh Dean Josh Fenton-Glynn Josh MacAlister Josh Newbury Julia Buckley Julie Minns Juliet Campbell Justin Madders Karin Smyth Karl Turner Kate Osamor Kate Osborne Katie White Katrina Murray Keir Mather Kerry McCarthy Kevin Bonavia Kim Johnson Kim Leadbeater Kirith Entwistle Kirsteen Sullivan Kirsty McNeill Laura Kyrke-Smith Lauren Edwards Lauren Sullivan Laurence Turner Lee Barron Lee Pitcher Leigh Ingham Lewis Atkinson Liam Byrne Liam Conlon Lilian Greenwood Lillian Jones Linsey Farnsworth Liz Kendall Liz Twist Lizzi Collinge Lloyd Hatton Lola McEvoy Louise Haigh Louise Jones Lucy Powell Lucy Rigby Luke Akehurst Luke Charters Luke Murphy Luke Myer Margaret Mullane Marie Tidball Mark Ferguson Mark Hendrick Mark Sewards Mark Tami Markus Campbell-Savours Marsha De Cordova Martin Rhodes Mary Glindon Mary Kelly Foy Matt Bishop Matt Rodda Matt Turmaine Matt Western Matthew Patrick Matthew Pennycook Maureen Burke Meg Hillier Melanie Onn Melanie Ward Miatta Fahnbulleh Michael Payne Michael Shanks Michael Wheeler Michelle Scrogham Michelle Welsh Mike Amesbury Mike Kane Mike Reader Mike Tapp Mohammad Yasin Nadia Whittome Natalie Fleet Natasha Irons Naushabah Khan Navendu Mishra Neil Coyle Neil Duncan-Jordan Nesil Caliskan Nia Griffith Nicholas Dakin Nick Smith Nick Thomas-Symonds Noah Law Oliver Ryan Olivia Bailey Olivia Blake Pam Cox Pamela Nash Pat McFadden Patricia Ferguson Patrick Hurley Paul Davies Paul Foster Paul Waugh Paula Barker Paulette Hamilton Perran Moon Peter Dowd Peter Kyle Peter Lamb Peter Swallow Phil Brickell Polly Billington Preet Kaur Gill Rachael Maskell Rachel Blake Rachel Hopkins Rachel Taylor Richard Baker Richard Quigley Rosie Duffield

Rupa Huq Ruth Cadbury Ruth Jones Sadik Al-Hassan Sally Jameson Sam Carling Sam Rushworth Samantha Dixon Samantha Niblett Sarah Champion Sarah Coombes Sarah Edwards Sarah Hall Sarah Jones Sarah Owen Sarah Sackman Satvir Kaur Scott Arthur Sean Woodcock Seema Malhotra Sharon Hodgson Shaun Davies Simon Lightwood Simon Opher Siobhain McDonagh Sojan Joseph Sonia Kumar Stella Creasy Stephanie Peacock Stephen Kinnock Stephen Timms Steve Race Steve Witherden Steve Yemm Sureena Brackenridge Tahir Ali Taiwo Owatemi Tanmanjeet Singh Dhesi Tim Roca Toby Perkins Tom Collins Tom Hayes Tom Rutland Tonia Antoniazzi Tony Vaughan Torcuil Crichton Torsten Bell Tracy Gilbert Tristan Osborne Uma Kumaran Valerie Vaz Vicky Foxcroft Warinder Juss Wes Streeting Will Stone Yasmin Qureshi Yuan Yang Zubir Ahmed

Independent (9 votes)

Apsana Begum Ayoub Khan Imran Hussain Jeremy Corbyn John McDonnell Rebecca Long Bailey Richard Burgon Shockat Adam Zarah Sultana

Social Democratic & Labour Party (2 votes)

Claire Hanna Colum Eastwood

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Deus Ex: Human Revolution Shadow's Showdown: Chapter 1

The Grumpy Cerberus.

Detroit, Laura’s apartment.

It was late afternoon when Laura’s smartphone started to ring. She didn't want to answer the call, but Pritchard didn't like to wait either. Besides, she needed a job, so playing too much with her boss wasn't a good way to keep it. Luckily Laura managed to know Frank enough during those few weeks of working under his command so that she was aware of how far can she push the line.

"Laura it's urgent! See you at my office, you've got 10 minutes!" Frank yelled from a loudspeaker as he always does.

Laura was forced to leave reading her favourite book about hacking tricks for later. She lazily put it back on the table and finished cold coffee. „Archn3rd0 can wait a few minutes. There’s always a lot of fuss about nothing.” She thought while slipping into a green turtleneck, and a blue high-waist skirt. „Farewell, comfy clothes.” That’s what seemed to express her face. Finding shoes was a great challenge. Laura’s apartment may be luxurious, and not cheap at all, but at least she can keep it messy because nobody visits her. Laura Werner talking to you live from… Mordor. That's a good way to describe this mess.

"Stalker, you idiot!" She growled with fury at her black cat. Because of him, she would almost lose her teeth.

Fighting with long, brown-reddish hair consumed most of the precious time. Frank interrupted that battle with text messages. Asshole sent ten of them within a minute. Finally, she pinned hair in a bun, giving the final touch with a magnolia-shaped hairpin. Soon Laura was ready to go. With few books under her arm and a file in her teeth, she locked the door with the key. Miss Werner was an old-fashioned girl, a weirdo, they say. Going down the staircase, she heard the Newmans yelling at each other. The Cornwel family apparently had a party downstairs. Loud music was pouring out on the corridor, mixed with laughing and raised voices. Maybe she would drop by, but the track list wasn't really what Laura likes the most.

Before walking down the wide street, she looked ahead, admiring the Chiron apartment building for a moment.

„They have such a great life.” Thought with a heavy sigh.

On the way to her working place, she was passing by a dark alley, where groups of shady types were making the deals. The reek of weed, cigarettes, and spilled beer was terribly annoying. She always tried to avoid places like this one. You can't tell what those guys can be capable of. Prostitutes were leaning against the walls of gloomy skyscrapers raised on both sides of the road. People were talking about the weather, politics, and mostly about augs. Some of their chatting were muffled by passing cars. Laura looked up, longing for the blue sky, which was barely visible because of dense clouds.

„When I’ll be old I want to live in a small house with a garden, somewhere in the middle of nowhere. I will sit on the porch, drink cocoa, and stroke the cat occupying my knees.” Warm thought made her smile to herself for a short moment. Sadly, these are only dreams.

She hated all those blinding lights, neons screaming from every corner with advertisements, electronic books, and newspapers. Everything. Good old days are gone - That was the greatest sadness consuming her thoughts. What’s more, she’s alone here in Detroit and not eager to make any new friends. The mission must be completed, and after that, she’ll be gone for good.

Sarif Industries headquarters - The monument of a new era, a place where all of your dreams come true. If you have money of course. Laura passed by the wing-shaped installation lit with bright yellow lights and followed to the front door.

“Great world, here I come!” She almost screamed out loud when the glass door opened before her.

Sarif Industries headquarters. Lobby.

Two months, before the first attack.

Forget, disappear, do not exist. She wanted it so much at that moment, the moment that changed her life forever…

Nothing extraordinary used to happen on the way from the door to the escalator. And Laura didn't expect that something will today. Same as yesterday, and days before, she was passing by some workers busy with gossiping about unimportant things, security guards keeping order, and people coming to sign contracts to supply prostheses from Sarif Industries. Today, however, everything was completely different.

"Do not use this code!" She screamed at her colleague through the speaker of her smartphone. "Do I speak a foreign language? Didn't I make myself clear enough?!" She pressed. "Great!" She muttered, ending the call. "Idiot…"

At the same time, Laura felt like she was bumping into something or someone. A pile of books fell on the floor and scattered around her feet. She lost the grip on the paper coffee mug so it soared up high, pouring out the wet brownish content. She momentarily saw that big, wet stain on a dark brown, cotton turtleneck and part of a black coat. Her body seemed to scream an order to run away as far as she could and hide deep underground. But she couldn't. She was just standing like a pillar of stone, unable to move or say anything. She must have looked stupid at that moment, but the victim didn't seem to notice.

"From zero to zero cool? The code has you? The dark side of the code?" Laura heard his voice for the first time in her life and it was the sweetest melody she’s ever experienced. He was kneeling in front of her, mumbling book titles like nothing really happened. "Working with Pritchard is quite a challenge, miss…" He paused and raised his head up giving Laura a long careful stare with his hypnotic blue-gray eyes.

"Werner" She replied after a moment of silence. "Laura Werner. I am very sorry, Mr. Jensen. I really am. I'll pay for the cleaning, please send me the bill."

Adam was so formal and cold, but yet there was something that pushed her towards him. Luckily she did some research, and thanks to this she knew something about him.

"Nothing really happened." He replied with a rough tone of the head of security. "Was your boss the one you were yelling at?" Jensen asked handing over her books.

"No, not at all. After all, he's my boss, I'd get fired for such impertinence. I like my job so..." Hearing every spoken word Laura realized that she’s talking without any sense.

“So, you work in Cyber Security and I don't know you, but you know me. How is that possible?” Adam has changed the subject smoothly, and his tone has become colder.

“I insist, Mr. Jensen. Your coat is dirty because of me.” She just tried to spin around that stain and buy some time, but Jensen wasn't fooled.

“We’re not talking about my clothes Miss Werner. I asked you a question, so please answer.” Listening to him was almost the same as talking with a cop during interrogation at the police station. The only difference is that Adam is handsome as hell and most of those flatfeet not.

“It's simple." She shrugged. "Sarif Industries has many employees in the CSec, but there is only one head of security – You, Mr. Jensen.” Laura said without hesitation, looking straight into his eyes.

“Point for you, Mrs. Werner.”

For the first time, she felt victorious, but it’s only a false feeling. Jensen agreed with her what’s more, he must be tired cause making such a trivial mistake doesn’t fit his professional look.

“Miss.” She couldn’t resist and pointed to that mistake, though she didn't manage to baffle him. Adam was so determined, almost desperate to know the truth, and nothing could possibly stop him from doing so.

“Miss...” Jensen repeated slowly like he had realized his failure. “So how long have you worked at Sarif Industries, and why I know nothing about it?!” His voice changed from ice cold to thunder strike. Laura felt overwhelmed and cornered with one swift stroke. What if he already knows the truth? Impossible...

“I...” She started slowly, trying to choose her words carefully. There’s no place for a mistake. This is now or never.

“The clock is ticking, Miss Werner." He urged.

She felt that her legs are bending under the weight of his words like a willow tree. Laura didn't know what to say exactly, because no one had ever asked her about such unimportant things. He interrogated the suspect with a precision of an old cop, or maybe he used to be one?

“Since the simplest question remains unanswered, the rest of the conversation will take place at my office and I’m afraid that personal search is unavoidable.” It was hard to say if he just tried to scare her off or simply he was serious. Before she regained control, an unexpected rescue appeared.

She was more or less 5'2 tall, green-eyed brunette, wearing a fancy grayish tunic, black leggings, and high heels. With no doubt, she had a big impact on Adam’s behavior cause suddenly he smoothly transformed into a nice guy. If Laura was not mistaken in her evaluation, this is doctor Reed.

“Finally, Megan” Adam sighed with disapproval. “You said it would take you five minutes, and that was a quarter of an hour ago.” He complained.

“Oh Adam, you know that my research is important and everything has to be done perfectly before DC.” Megan tried to explain herself and her sweet talking made him melting like snow in the spring. “I’m free to go now, you must be starving.”

“Mhm, I am. But we'll drop by into my apartment on the way to the restaurant. I have to get changed.” After saying this, Jensen looked at Laura once more. „We’ll end this conversation tomorrow at my office, Miss Werner.” She wanted so badly to just stick out her tongue at him or say something stupid, but playing with this grumpy Cerberus was simply unwise.

She gazed at Adam until his silhouette had disappeared, then she sighed with relief, leaning her back towards the tall neon cuboid with an advertisement of Neuropozine. She’s been watching Jensen carefully since the beginning of their conversation. Without a doubt, he was a grumpy professionalist with a poker-face, who knew his job very well. He was rough in his relations with strangers and seemed to be inaccessible, but every firewall can be bypassed. All you have to do is take the right approach, and he will eat from her hand. If this is a "Song of Ice and Fire" then Laura is the fire that will melt the ice. She promised herself to destroy the wheel and break the chains. Adam won’t stop Laura from doing her job.

Yet with every second, a strange, unknown feeling was growing stronger and it was hard to fight with. She couldn’t resist it much longer, but the message codded in her mind reminded her that superiors don’t pay for fondness. She’s a hacker, the best one, and getting pieces of information is what she’s good at. Laura stood a while longer, looking at Sarif’s face smiling at her from another tall cuboid advertising this company. Finally, she considered that pushing the line further is very risky, and may evolve into an unwanted storm, so she stepped onto the escalator which took her to the first floor, straight into her boss's jaws.

All  chapters can be found: [AO3], [dA], [Wattpad] and [Tumblr]

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A Very AM Canada Day 2024

This week's episode: A mellow Monday morning spent meandering through the decades of Canadian music. More of a contemplative mood, but as someone else put it, Canada Day should be for reflection as much as celebration. Hopefully this sets the right tone for a bit of both.

Hope you enjoy it.

Stream it from CJSW here, or use the embeds below to listen in.

(PS - the semaphore reads "The Public Domain Review", which is where I nicked this gif)

Hour One:

Anything Wondrous is Endless Hollie Kenniff, featuring Goldmund • Single

Dance Four Slow Attack Ensemble • Delay Music

Jitters Matthew Cardinal • Single

Coasting Buildings and Food • Echo the Field

awakenin RAMZi • hyphea

Little Birds, Moonbath Yu Su, featuring Michelle Helene Mackenzie • Roll With The Punches

Wax Wings David Pritchard • Nocturnal Earthworm Stew

The Protagonist Various Artists, featuring Laura Palmer • 11 Objects Lost & Found

Islands Nash the Slash • Dreams And Nightmares

Barnowl Caribou • The Milk of Human Kindness

The Next Question Untrained Animals • Stranded Somewhere on the Planet Fantastic

Hour Two:

Islands in a Black Sky Bruce Cockburn • Night Vision

Into the Hollow Sam Wilson • Wintertides

Close My Eyes Carl Didur • Maybe Next Time

Warning Against Judging a Christian Brother The Hylozoists • La Fin Du Monde

Le Philtre Caméra • Caméra

Fractals for Any Tonality Esmerine • Everything Was Forever Until It Was No More

Bordeaux Boredom Torngat • You Could Be

Blue Moon Revisited (Song for Elvis) Cowboy Junkies • The Trinity Session

J'pense que c'est l'temps Louise Forestier • La prison de Londres

Plaisirs Américains Bernardino Femminielli • Plaisirs Américains

Hour Three:

Cancer - The Moon Child The Zodiac • The Zodiac: Cosmic Sounds

Claire fontaine Contraction • La Bourse ou la vie

Au fond des choses le soleil emméne au soleil Jean-Pierre Ferland • Soleil

Side We Seldom Show Kris Ellestad • Looking for the Magic

Concrete Sea Terry Jacks • Seasons in the Sun

The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore Absolutely Free • Single

Jean-Talon Market Brass Version Julie & Dany • Single

Half Heartedly Gold Hotel Josephine • Single

Honey, Honey Pierre Lalonde • Honey, Honey

All Good Things Bart • Some Kind Of Way

Transformer Man - Unplugged Neil Young • Neil Young Unplugged

Astum - Yonatan Gat Remix Zoon, featuring Leanne Betasamosake Simpson • Single

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Passion

2 March 2024

JS Bach St Matthew Passion. Irish Baroque Orchestra, led by Louis Creach'd, conducted by Peter Whelan. Nick Pritchard, Hugh Cutting, Matthew Brook, Aisling Kenny, Charlotte O’Hare, Sarah Keating, Laura Lamph, William Gaunt, Hugo Hymas, Edward Woodhouse.

St. Peter’s Church of Ireland, Drogheda, Ireland.

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Shadow’s Showdown Chapter 57 - The Zero Hour - Part 3.

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I feel like I'm losing hope In my body and my soul And the sky, it looks so ominous And as time comes to a halt Silence starts to overflow My cries are inconspicuous

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Sarif Industries Subsection six of the laboratories. 10 minutes to 2 a.m.

Jensen shot several mercenaries while struggling with a sore leg. He thought he saw a woman who looked more like a robot than a human, but she disappeared before he could get a better look. Megan was nowhere to be found, which didn't make him feel any better at all, and Pritchard still didn't answer. The only thing he was sure of was the non-accidental target of the attack. The destruction was done only in the laboratories so whoever was behind it must have cared about research or prototypes.

"Pritchard, can you hear me? Laura! Connor! Anyone!" he tried connecting once again but to no avail. "Damn it," he growled under his breath.

Adam checked the cylinder and searched his belt pocket. The state of spare ammo did not fill him with optimism, so he started looking around for a second weapon on the way. He found only a pistol, which he slipped into a holster on his right hip and a couple of magazines. That had to be enough. Hearing gunshots, he intended to turn back and find out if it was mercenaries killing Sarif Industries employees or if someone had come to help. Everything went silent before he took a few steps so he abandoned that idea. His leg was hurting more and more, and he had one last Vicodin pill left. He searched through first aid kits on the way, but the pills he found there wouldn't help him at all.

"Megan!" he yelled because he had nothing else left. "Megan, where are you?!" "Are you looking for someone boy?" he heard a female voice behind him.

He turned around but saw no one.

"You're lost, aren't you?" again the same voice, again he saw no one.

The Chief of Security wabbled as if he were drunk and leaned his shoulder against the wall. Vicodin raged through his mind with ghastly visions, eating away at his consciousness piece by piece.

Chapter 57 [AO3]

Chapter 57 [dA]

Chapter 57 [Wattpad]

Deus Ex Human Revolution: Shadow's Showdown [Tumblr]

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Alexandra Agoston in "Closet Classics", photographed by David Roemer and styled by Laura Pritchard for Vogue Arabia April 2021

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MILI PINEIRO FOR VOGUE ARABIA BY DAVID ROEMER

STYLING BY LAURA PRITCHARD

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Laura Pritchard by Nick Eucker

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Publication: Cosmopolitan Kazakhstan Photographer: Marley Rizzuti Stylist: Laura Pritchard Model: Amelia Rami and Reece Perkins

Magical duo!

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Pt. 2 🫶🏻

📹 - Man City

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Commons Vote

On: National Insurance Contributions (Secondary Class 1 Contributions) Bill Committee: New Clause 1

Ayes: 195 (50.5% Con, 35.9% LD, 4.2% SNP, 2.6% DUP, 2.1% RUK, 1.6% PC, 1.6% Ind, 0.5% APNI, 0.5% UUP, 0.5% TUV) Noes: 353 (98.9% Lab, 1.1% Ind) Absent: ~102

Day's business papers: 2024-12-17

Likely Referenced Bill: National Insurance Contributions (Secondary Class 1 Contributions) Bill

Description: A Bill to make provision about secondary Class 1 contributions.

Originating house: Commons Current house: Commons Bill Stage: 3rd reading

Individual Votes:

Ayes

Conservative (97 votes)

Alan Mak Alberto Costa Alec Shelbrooke Alex Burghart Alicia Kearns Alison Griffiths Andrew Bowie Andrew Griffith Andrew Murrison Andrew Rosindell Andrew Snowden Aphra Brandreth Ashley Fox Ben Spencer Bernard Jenkin Blake Stephenson Bob Blackman Bradley Thomas Caroline Dinenage Charlie Dewhirst Chris Philp Christopher Chope Damian Hinds David Davis David Mundell David Reed David Simmonds Desmond Swayne Edward Argar Gagan Mohindra Gareth Bacon Gareth Davies Gavin Williamson Geoffrey Clifton-Brown Graham Stuart Greg Smith Gregory Stafford Harriett Baldwin Helen Grant Helen Whately Jack Rankin James Cartlidge James Cleverly James Wild Jeremy Wright Jerome Mayhew Joe Robertson John Cooper John Glen John Hayes John Lamont John Whittingdale Joy Morrissey Julia Lopez Julian Lewis Karen Bradley Katie Lam Kevin Hollinrake Kieran Mullan Kit Malthouse Laura Trott Lewis Cocking Lincoln Jopp Louie French Luke Evans Mark Francois Mark Garnier Mark Pritchard Martin Vickers Matt Vickers Mel Stride Mike Wood Mims Davies Neil Hudson Neil Shastri-Hurst Nick Timothy Nigel Huddleston Oliver Dowden Patrick Spencer Paul Holmes Peter Bedford Peter Fortune Priti Patel Rebecca Paul Richard Fuller Richard Holden Robbie Moore Roger Gale Saqib Bhatti Sarah Bool Simon Hoare Steve Barclay Stuart Anderson Stuart Andrew Suella Braverman Victoria Atkins Wendy Morton

Liberal Democrat (69 votes)

Adam Dance Al Pinkerton Alex Brewer Alison Bennett Andrew George Angus MacDonald Anna Sabine Ben Maguire Bobby Dean Brian Mathew Calum Miller Cameron Thomas Caroline Voaden Charlie Maynard Charlotte Cane Chris Coghlan Claire Young Clive Jones Daisy Cooper Danny Chambers David Chadwick Ed Davey Edward Morello Freddie van Mierlo Gideon Amos Helen Maguire Helen Morgan Ian Roome Ian Sollom James MacCleary Jamie Stone Jess Brown-Fuller John Milne Josh Babarinde Joshua Reynolds Layla Moran Lee Dillon Lisa Smart Liz Jarvis Manuela Perteghella Marie Goldman Martin Wrigley Max Wilkinson Mike Martin Monica Harding Munira Wilson Olly Glover Paul Kohler Pippa Heylings Rachel Gilmour Richard Foord Roz Savage Sarah Dyke Sarah Gibson Sarah Green Sarah Olney Steff Aquarone Steve Darling Susan Murray Tessa Munt Tim Farron Tom Gordon Tom Morrison Victoria Collins Vikki Slade Wendy Chamberlain Wera Hobhouse Will Forster Zöe Franklin

Scottish National Party (8 votes)

Brendan O'Hara Chris Law Dave Doogan Graham Leadbitter Kirsty Blackman Seamus Logan Stephen Flynn Stephen Gethins

Democratic Unionist Party (5 votes)

Carla Lockhart Gavin Robinson Gregory Campbell Jim Shannon Sammy Wilson

Reform UK (4 votes)

James McMurdock Lee Anderson Nigel Farage Rupert Lowe

Plaid Cymru (3 votes)

Ann Davies Ben Lake Llinos Medi

Independent (3 votes)

Adnan Hussain Ayoub Khan Iqbal Mohamed

Alliance (1 vote)

Sorcha Eastwood

Ulster Unionist Party (1 vote)

Robin Swann

Traditional Unionist Voice (1 vote)

Jim Allister

Noes

Labour (346 votes)

Abena Oppong-Asare Abtisam Mohamed Adam Jogee Adam Thompson Afzal Khan Al Carns Alan Campbell Alan Gemmell Alan Strickland Alex Baker Alex Ballinger Alex Barros-Curtis Alex Davies-Jones Alex Mayer Alex McIntyre Alex Norris Alex Sobel Alice Macdonald Alison Hume Alison McGovern Alistair Strathern Allison Gardner Amanda Hack Amanda Martin Andrew Cooper Andrew Gwynne Andrew Pakes Andrew Ranger Andrew Western Andy MacNae Andy McDonald Andy Slaughter Anna Dixon Anna Gelderd Anna McMorrin Anneliese Midgley Antonia Bance Baggy Shanker Bambos Charalambous Barry Gardiner Bayo Alaba Beccy Cooper Becky Gittins Bill Esterson Blair McDougall Brian Leishman Bridget Phillipson Callum Anderson Calvin Bailey Cat Eccles Cat Smith Catherine Atkinson Catherine Fookes Catherine McKinnell Charlotte Nichols Chi Onwurah Chris Bloore Chris Curtis Chris Elmore Chris Evans Chris Hinchliff Chris Kane Chris McDonald Chris Murray Chris Vince Chris Ward Chris Webb Christian Wakeford Claire Hazelgrove Claire Hughes Clive Betts Clive Efford Clive Lewis Connor Naismith Connor Rand Damien Egan Dan Aldridge Dan Carden Dan Norris Daniel Francis Daniel Zeichner Danny Beales Darren Jones Darren Paffey Dave Robertson David Baines David Burton-Sampson David Pinto-Duschinsky David Smith David Taylor David Williams Dawn Butler Debbie Abrahams Deirdre Costigan Derek Twigg Diana Johnson Douglas Alexander Douglas McAllister Ed Miliband Elaine Stewart Ellie Reeves Elsie Blundell Emily Darlington Emily Thornberry Emma Foody Emma Hardy Emma Reynolds Euan Stainbank Fabian Hamilton Feryal Clark Florence Eshalomi Frank McNally Fred Thomas Gareth Snell Gareth Thomas Gen Kitchen Georgia Gould Gerald Jones Gill Furniss Gill German Gordon McKee Graeme Downie Graham Stringer Grahame Morris Gregor Poynton Gurinder Singh Josan Hamish Falconer Harpreet Uppal Helen Hayes Helena Dollimore Henry Tufnell Hilary Benn Ian Lavery Imogen Walker Irene Campbell Jack Abbott Jacob Collier Jade Botterill Jake Richards James Asser James Murray James Naish Janet Daby Jas Athwal Jayne Kirkham Jeevun Sandher Jeff Smith Jen Craft Jenny Riddell-Carpenter Jess Asato Jess Phillips Jessica Morden Jessica Toale Jim Dickson Jim McMahon Jo Platt Jo Stevens Jo White Joani Reid Jodie Gosling Joe Morris Joe Powell Johanna Baxter John Grady John Slinger John Whitby Jon Pearce Jon Trickett Jonathan Davies Jonathan Hinder Josh Dean Josh Fenton-Glynn Josh MacAlister Josh Newbury Josh Simons Julia Buckley Julie Minns Juliet Campbell Justin Madders Kanishka Narayan Karin Smyth Kate Osamor Katie White Katrina Murray Keir Mather Kenneth Stevenson Kerry McCarthy Kevin Bonavia Kevin McKenna Kim Johnson Kim Leadbeater Kirith Entwistle Kirsteen Sullivan Kirsty McNeill Laura Kyrke-Smith Lauren Edwards Lauren Sullivan Laurence Turner Lee Barron Lee Pitcher Leigh Ingham Lewis Atkinson Liam Byrne Liam Conlon Lilian Greenwood Lillian Jones Linsey Farnsworth Liz Kendall Liz Twist Lizzi Collinge Lloyd Hatton Lola McEvoy Lorraine Beavers Louise Jones Lucy Powell Luke Akehurst Luke Charters Luke Murphy Luke Myer Luke Pollard Margaret Mullane Marie Tidball Mark Ferguson Mark Hendrick Mark Sewards Mark Tami Markus Campbell-Savours Martin McCluskey Martin Rhodes Mary Creagh Mary Glindon Matt Bishop Matt Turmaine Matt Western Matthew Patrick Matthew Pennycook Maureen Burke Maya Ellis Meg Hillier Melanie Onn Melanie Ward Miatta Fahnbulleh Michael Payne Michael Shanks Michael Wheeler Michelle Scrogham Michelle Welsh Mike Kane Mike Reader Mike Tapp Mohammad Yasin Nadia Whittome Natalie Fleet Natasha Irons Naushabah Khan Navendu Mishra Naz Shah Neil Coyle Neil Duncan-Jordan Nesil Caliskan Nia Griffith Nicholas Dakin Nick Smith Nick Thomas-Symonds Noah Law Oliver Ryan Olivia Bailey Olivia Blake Pam Cox Pamela Nash Patricia Ferguson Patrick Hurley Paul Davies Paul Waugh Paula Barker Paulette Hamilton Perran Moon Peter Dowd Peter Kyle Peter Lamb Peter Prinsley Peter Swallow Phil Brickell Polly Billington Preet Kaur Gill Rachael Maskell Rachel Hopkins Rachel Taylor Richard Baker Richard Quigley Rosena Allin-Khan Rosie Wrighting Rupa Huq

Ruth Cadbury Sadik Al-Hassan Sally Jameson Sam Carling Sam Rushworth Samantha Dixon Samantha Niblett Sarah Champion Sarah Coombes Sarah Edwards Sarah Hall Sarah Jones Sarah Smith Satvir Kaur Scott Arthur Sean Woodcock Seema Malhotra Sharon Hodgson Shaun Davies Simon Opher Sojan Joseph Sonia Kumar Stella Creasy Stephanie Peacock Stephen Kinnock Stephen Timms Steve Race Steve Reed Steve Witherden Steve Yemm Sureena Brackenridge Tahir Ali Tanmanjeet Singh Dhesi Terry Jermy Tim Roca Toby Perkins Tom Collins Tom Hayes Tom Rutland Tonia Antoniazzi Torcuil Crichton Torsten Bell Tracy Gilbert Tristan Osborne Uma Kumaran Valerie Vaz Vicky Foxcroft Warinder Juss Will Stone Yasmin Qureshi Yuan Yang Yvette Cooper Zubir Ahmed

Independent (4 votes)

Apsana Begum Mike Amesbury Rebecca Long Bailey Zarah Sultana

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Deus Ex: Human Revolution Shadow's Showdown: Chapter 2

The Archn3rd0.

Head of cyber-security - Frank Pritchard's office.

Francis Wendell Pritchard, Frank, Nucl3arsnake, Archn3rd0, or just the boss. Pain in the ass, but there’s one thing that must be admitted - he understands computers like no one else. He's rude to anyone, and his attitude lets, people know that they are not worthy even to look at him. At least that's what Laura observed during her relatively short stay at Sarif Industries headquarters. The exception to this rule are other computer geeks, whom he treats less harshly but they still are dumber than himself.

"Finally! Miss Werner herself!" He squawked unpleasantly with the voice of an old parrot, still staring at the computer screen.

"Hi Frank, I don't like you either." Laura paid back with the greeting. That was a part of their daily ritual. "But I have a little gift for you." She added, handing him over the blue file.

While Pritchard was enthusiastically flicking through the papers, Laura had some time to memorize his office. Computers, more computers and…even more computers. It is the simplest description of his kingdom. Pritchard had a decent server room here, which probably contained quite a lot of useful information. All that she needed to do was to learn the system well, then bypass its firewalls and at the same time fortify herself with one, redirect connections, let a worm into the system, break a few passwords... - she calculated in her mind. It is doable, a piece of cake. The server lights flickered rhythmically and froze. Frank cursed silently as he leaped up from his chair.

"This piece of junk crashes again." He muttered as he kicked the metal case and regretted it immediately afterward.

"Can I have a look?" She asked with a raised eyebrow as the boss bounced in place on one leg.

"Suit yourself. Although I doubt that you are smarter than me." He replied with a poisonous smile.

"This blue wire should be plugged in here, and the green one is redundant." She spoke more to herself than to him. "Try to reset." She asked.

Frank unwillingly returned to his chair and typed a few commands. He almost wanted to say "Didn't I tell you ?!" with that proud tone of his when the message "Connection restored" appeared on the screen. Laura was standing right behind him but didn't say a word. The black leather jacket with orange inserts on the shoulders and white on the sleeves squeaked unpleasantly as he moved. Pritchard fixed his white turtleneck and grunted. He didn’t want to admit that she solved the problem, and simply thank her for that. Frank was too proud for this. An awkward silence floated in the air, repeatedly disturbed by the tapping of a pen on the desk surface. Finally, he tossed a new pile of papers on the desk.

"Why are you still standing here?!" He growled irritably. "Are you growing roots here or what? You have nothing to do?"

"I'm gone." Laura replied shortly with dissatisfaction, gathered the papers, and disappeared behind the door.

"You have to correct it for me by tomorrow, even if it may take you the whole night!" He shouted after her.

Walking along the long corridor, she passed by more offices surrounded by glass walls. Camera lenses followed her steps, making sure that she won’t break the law, but Laura had a few tricks to fool them if she wanted to. The escalator was already turned off, so she was forced to use the ordinary stairs. In addition to reviewing and correcting what Frank had given her, she also had to work out a strategy to fight with Jensen. Things were getting too complicated, and soon could jeopardize her mission, but that wasn't what scared her the most.

Detroit. Laura's apartment.

She got home early in the evening, but there was no time and place for resting. The pile of papers seemed to be bigger now than when it was on Pritchard’s desk. This means only one - she won't be going to bed soon. The Newmans stopped arguing, and from the party at Cornwells, she managed to pick out the lyrics.

There's something cold and blank behind her smile

She's standing on an overpass in her miracle mile

'Cause you were from a perfect world

A world that threw me away today, today, today

To run away

A pill to make you numb

A pill to make you dumb

A pill to make you anybody else

But all the drugs in this world

Won't save her from herself

"Their taste has improved." she thought, going upstairs. Stalker greeted her as soon as she crossed the threshold. Of course, she knew he was only interested in food, but she nevertheless stroked his head tenderly. He replied with a long purr as he walked slowly between her legs. Laura tossed the keys on a nearby locker, took off her uncomfortable shoes, and put on slippers. She placed the pile of folders carelessly on the sofa, then headed to the kitchen. She turned on the light and froze. An overturned jug was lying on the cupboard, and the water ran in streams, dripping onto the floor. The coffee mug, she had left when she was gone for work, now was shattered into pieces, and the culprit looked at its mistress with his usual innocent expression.

"Stalker, you little...! How many times do I have to remind you that mugs DON’T BOUNCE?!" Laura screamed with fury.

After confronting Jensen and an episode with Frank, she had enough impressions for today. Besides, she had some extra work, that her boss had ordered her to do and now that mess in the kitchen. Before she started cleaning, she slipped into a loose-fitting t-shirt and sweatpants. While sweeping the floor, Laura realized that her plan to defeat Adam turned out to be more difficult than she thought it would be. This guy was as cunning as a fox and nosier than her neighbour. Apart from Megan, she found no other weak points in his defence. When she was done, she prepared a bowl of Crunchy Pirates and sat down on the couch, leafing through the papers. At least half of them were useless and messy, but some gave her hints on how she could hack into Pritchard's database or even deeper into company servers. It was highly unwise to entrust such important things to anyone, and that observation made Laura even more curious. Despite his repulsive nature, Frank had to trust her, or he simply wanted to check her out because she did not consider him as a complete idiot. She dealt with the additional task extremely quickly, so before going to sleep she managed to take a hot shower and wash away the events of today. Laura always tried to leave things behind, but not every time she succeeded.

"Morning always comes too soon." She thought as the alarm clock rang and echoed loudly among the bedroom walls. The cool sheets still reminded her about the unexpected dream, the one about someone who shouldn't even be there. Laura felt as if her software had been attacked by a virus, breaking through all defence lines. Stalker jumped on the pillow and dabbed his tail against her cheek. She pushed him away with a little dissatisfaction, slowly scrambling out of bed. She slipped her feet into the soft cat-shaped slippers, stretched with a loud yawn, and that was the end of her nice, lazy morning. She jumped out of bed at light-speed when she realized what time it was.

"Frank is going to kill me!" She screamed so loudly that the frightened cat scuttled under the bed. The shower took her 5 minutes instead of 10. Dressing up 15 instead of 30, and she didn't even touch her breakfast. She left Stalker a full bowl of cat food and poured water into the second one. She grabbed her backpack and ran out of the house. Halfway she turned around because she forgot to lock the door. Along the way, she bumped into a nosy neighbour, who didn’t stop cursing even when she already disappeared from his sight.

Fate did not spare Laura today, she was terribly late and a heavy downpour welcomed her outside. She put on the hood, which at least gave her apparent protection, and rushed down the street. Water splashed from under the soles of the shoes with her every move. The almost entire way she was on the run, pausing only for a moment to catch her breath. By the time she got to the company, she was already soaked to the bone.

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Fear of Falling by Laura Elizabeth Hughes [Free Download on Bandcamp]

[professorpski]

As for the amateur hat trimmer, it is more than she deserves to be mentioned at all. I do not intend to say there do no exist clever maids and sensible women who can twist a scarf deftly and daintily round a hat for country wear, and stick in a quill effectively; they may even alter a brim to suit a face.... It is the most difficult part of dress, and a clever milliner is rare than a clever dressmaker."

I have seen more than once this sneer directed at amateur milliners, and always thought there was a lack of logic in it. Surely, unless you hear a woman boast that she trimmed her bad hat herself, you have no idea who made the hat. In which case, a gorgeous hat is assumed to be done by a professional when it may or may not have been. This sneer was voiced by Mrs. Eric Pritchard, AKA Marian Elizabeth Prichard, who wrote The Cult of Chiffon in 1902.

I do know that when I attended a small millinery show in Chicago and was asked by the professionals where I got my hat, and I answered that I had made it myself, their jaws dropped. A most flattering reaction. I give credit to Laura Hubka, the milliner who taught the first workshop I took and Judith Mishler of Judith M. Millinery which has been taken on new owners in the Louisville, Kentucky area.

You can find the book reprinted at Dover Publications: https://store.doverpublications.com/0486809404.html

And the millinery supplies shop here online: https://www.judithm.com/

[markseow]

Passion

1 March 2024

JS Bach St Matthew Passion. Irish Baroque Orchestra, led by Louis Creach'd, conducted by Peter Whelan. Nick Pritchard, Hugh Cutting, Matthew Brook, Aisling Kenny, Charlotte O’Hare, Sarah Keating, Laura Lamph, William Gaunt, Hugo Hymas, Edward Woodhouse.

St Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin.