#hereford 23

[world-of-wales]

The Prince and Princess of Wales at the We Are Farming Minds charity at Kings Pitt Farm in Hereford || 14 SEPTEMBER 2023

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

It's a Match! || poly!141 x Reader

[Chapter 22] || [Chapter 23]

Rating: E Pairing: Ghost x Price || Price x Reader || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 500~ cw: angst, selfish john price, thinking of someone else while fucking (mental cheating? idk) Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: this is angsty. this is NOT gonna please some of you. john is a selfish man.

Chapter 22.5: Cardiff, London, Cairo, Cabo, Tel Aviv.

John doesn’t know how it happened.

One moment he’s leaving, the next he’s on top of you on the bed.

You’re whining needily as he slowly rolls his hips against yours like it’s the first time.

You’re lying on your back, your legs are spread on either side of him, your ass propped up on his thighs as he kneels on the mattress.

“You’re so beautiful on your back like this, fuckin’ ‘ell…” John murmurs as he pulls you up to him, one hand snug around the small of your back, the other around your shoulders.

Your chest presses tight against him while your feet struggle to find a perch on the slippery edge of the mattress, your arms wrapped tight around his shoulder, hoping your weight doesn’t make him lose balance.

His lower arm rocks you back and forth on his cock, drawing more mewls of pleasure from your lips before he captures your mouth in his, your tongues blurring together.

For a moment he’s not in Hereford, in your flat.

For a moment, there’s a piercing poking his tongue, and another set of them rubbing against his lower belly, threatening to catch on his happy trail of hair.

For a moment he’s in Simon’s apartment in Cardiff.

For a moment he’s on a rainy rooftop in London, doing a stakeout on an armed militia leader.

For a moment he’s in Cairo, in a sandy warehouse, dead bodies around them, after stopping an arms deal.

For a moment he’s in Cabo, South Africa, sneaking back into a sex trafficking cell safehouse after it had been emptied, under the guise of ‘checking it over one last time’.

For a moment he’s in Tel Aviv, having prevented a missile launch that almost cost both their lives.

Cardiff, London, Cairo, Cabo, or Tel Aviv…

He’s always fucked Simon like this. His pants just barely undone, Simon perched up on his lap, rocking back and forth on his cock, his moans being quieted by a tongue down his throat.

The only difference is that they’re usually huddled together in a corner of a room, so that no one spots it…

And not in the middle of a bed, in a comfortable, cosy, homey flat, where the only thing keeping you from serving as a counterbalance and landing you both on the mattress again is John’s sheer strength.

Tossing you down onto the mattress again, he breaks the kiss and rubs his open mouth across your cheek, down your jawline, and onto your neck. “So good f’r me.” He whispers in your ear.

You’re not Simon…

But you definitely make Simon happy.

He saw it in his eyes.

You make Simon happy in a way John never quite could.

And he makes you happy too…

John knows he’s not exactly a selfless man. He’s quite selfish, in fact.

But you’ve just extended him an opportunity to join you in making Simon happy.

And he’s bloody taking it.

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[une-sanz-pluis]

Mary de Bohun, Countess of Derby

Mary de Bohun was probably born around 22 December 1370 to Humphrey de Bohun and Joan Fitzalan, Earl and Countess of Hereford. As her father had no son, she and her elder sister, Eleanor, became the heiresses of his wealthy earldom. Eleanor married Thomas of Woodstock, the youngest son of Edward III, and according to Froissart, Woodstock intended Mary to enter a nunnery so he would inherit the entire earldom. This was not to be. In late 1380 or early 1381, Mary married John of Gaunt's son and heir, Henry Bolingbroke, the future Henry IV. The marriage appears to have happy as they shared similar interests and often spent time together. The story that Mary gave birth to a short-lived son in 1382, when she would have been only 11, is now believed to be a myth brought into being by a mistranslated text referring to her sister giving birth to a son. Mary's first child was the future Henry V, born 16 September 1386. Four more children soon followed: Thomas, Duke of Clarence (29 September 1387), John, Duke of Bedford (20 June 1389), Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester (3 October 1390) and Blanche, Electress Palatine (25 February 1392). Mary died either giving birth to her sixth and final child, Philippa, Queen of Norway, Denmark and Sweden, or from complications afterwards, on 1 July 1394, when she was only 23 years old. Mary was buried on 6 July 1394 in the Church of the Annunciation of Our Lady of the Newarke in Leicester. The church and her tomb was destroyed in the Reformation.

A little of her personality can be reconstructed. She was interested in music, playing the harp or cithara, and she bought a ruler to line parchment for musical notation, suggesting she may have also composed music.Such an interest was shared by both her husband and eldest son, one or both of whom were the 'Roy Henry' who composed two mass movements. She maintained a close contacts with other noblewomen, not only her mother and sister, but Constanza of Castile, Katherine Swynford and Margaret Bagot, suggesting that she may well have been more politically aware and involved than what is generally believed. She may have also continued the de Bohun of patronising manuscript illuminators. A number of illuminated manuscripts believed to belong to her or her sister are some of the most celebrated late medieval English manuscripts.

Mary never became Duchess of Lancaster, let alone Queen of England, but it was her family's badge of the swan that became associated with the Lancastrian kings, most famously borne by her eldest son, Henry V. One of Henry V's first acts as king was to order a copper effigy for her tomb, while in the charter of his Syon foundation, he required that the soul of "Mary … our most dear mother", among others, be prayed for in a daily divine service. Her third son, John, recorded her anniversary into his personal breviary, while her daughters may have each carried manuscripts belonging to her with them when they left England to be married. Despite the brevity of her life, Mary was remembered long after her death.

Sources: Paris, Bibliothèque Nationale, MS Lat. 17294, Chris Given-Wilson, Henry IV (Yale University Press 2017), Ian Mortimer, The Fears of Henry IV (Vintage 2008), John Matusiak, Henry V (Routledge 2012),  Calendar of the Patent Rolls: Henry IV. Vol. I. A. D. 1399-1401, Calendar of Close Rolls 1381-1385, Rebecca Holdorph, 'My Well-Beloved Companion': Men, Women, Marriage and Power in the Earldom and Duchy of Lancaster, 1265-1399, University of Southampton, PhD Thesis, Marina Vidas, The Cophenhagen Bohun Hours: Women, Representation and Reception in Fourteenth Century England (Museum Tusculanum Press 2019)

[lilydvoratrelundar]

7,8, and 23 for the music ask game!

7: a song to drive to - i don't drive and have no intention to so no idea fjdsljfk i put on fiddler on the roof and an aretha franklin album when in the car with my dad idk

8: a song about drugs or alcohol - ngl between the whole auditory processing disorder and mostly using music as background noise i never really notice what most songs i listen to are about so i cannot draw anything to mind except my dad was playing the wurzels' drink up thy zider. which is not a good song. while trying to persuade me to come to their gig on sunday with him and his brother

23: a song that you think everybody should listen to - personally i think everybody should listen to Bad Losers On Yahoo! Chess or Lord Hereford's Knob both by Half Man Half Biscuit but i think most people would not agree that either are necessarily essential listening after hearing them

[simonxriley]

15-25 from the otp asks for liz and ghost? <3

MY BABIES!!!! Thank you! 💜

15: Who pays for the food the most, when they go out?

That would be Simon! Liz will pay here and there once she understands the currency in the UK.

16: Do they enjoy dancing?

YES!!! It wasn't until their wedding that they realized they both enjoyed slow dancing. They don't really go out and dance, they stay in and put some music on and dance.

17: Do they ever trade clothes?

No, but Liz will steal his clothes though. It's usually just a t-shirt so she can wear it to bed. Or one of his jackets.

18: Do they ever go swimming together?

On occasion. Liz sometimes thinks the summer weather is a bit cold for swimming, at least compared to the San Diego summers she had growing up. When they do go swimming it's always a fun time.

19: Do they ever cook together?

They used to cook together a lot until Faith came along. It was always filled with teasing, a bunch of laughter and the occasional fire alarm going off.

20: Do they give each other nicknames?

Besides Liz, Simon calls her 'love' and 'sweetheart'. Liz likes to call Simon 'my love' and 'babe'.

21: What do they like when going out for food?

Liz is always a sucker for sushi, ever since she left San Diego that's the one thing she'll always go for. That and chicken strips. Simon likes a good burger and fries and probably some fish and chips.

22: What movies do they enjoy watching most?

They both enjoy action and thriller types of movies. More so thrillers.

23: What do they do when they’re bored and together?

It depends on how bored they are. Sometimes they'll just go for a walk around Hereford and pick up something for dinner, Simon showing her some of his favorite places in town and around to Liz watching Simon do the CQB test over and over again bc she beat his score when she joined the 141. That's always entertaining for her to watch.

24: Have they dedicated songs to each other?

They haven't personally but I've dedicated songs to them which I think fits them pretty accurately.

Liz - The Woman I've Become - Jessie James Decker

Simon - Crimson Day - Avenged Sevenfold

As A Couple - Everywhere I'm Goin' - Maddie & Tae

25: How do they comfort each other when one of them is scared?

They tend to comfort each other in similar ways, like snuggles, their hand rubbing up and down the others back and telling each other everything will be okay. Sometimes if it's bad there might be some drinks involved as well.

[cacatoto-2024]

Hereford

Hereford (/ˈhɛrɪfərd/ simakⓘ) adalah kota katedral, paroki sipil dan county dari Herefordshire, Inggris yang terletak di Sungai Wye, sekitar 16 mil (26 km) sebelah timur dari perbatasan dengan Wales, 24 mil (39 km) barat daya dari Worcester, dan 23 mil (37 km) barat laut dari Gloucester. Dengan populasi 58.896 jiwa,[1] menjadikan kota ini sebagai pemukiman terbesar di Inggris.

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[rwnash]

Beers Of The Beano - Friday 23 February 2024

#February2024 #Hereford #ale #beer #bier

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[denimbex1986]

'...Borderlines Film Festival 2024 is bigger than ever

Britain’s biggest rural film festival, one of the six largest film festivals in the UK, is set to take place from 1 – 17 March with a record number of screenings and events, just short of 300 in total. Borderlines covers a large area of country with 23 venues across Herefordshire, Shropshire, Malvern and the Marches, from mixed-arts centres and art deco picture palaces to remote village halls.

Supported by the BFI, awarding funds from the National Lottery, the Elmley Foundation and Hereford City Council, Borderlines offers audiences the opportunity to watch some of the very best new releases, including Oscar and BAFTA nominated titles like All of Us Strangers and The Zone of Interest...'

[ganhosdoelefante]

Copenhague - 20 de dezembro de Ano 3 - Quinta - Doc - 28 anos.

06:00 - Acordo e corro:

07:00 - Volto, tomamos banho e corremos. 07:45 - Saímos. 07:55 - Tomamos café: Beans & Beads

08:25 - Trabalhamos.

12:40 - Almoçamos rápido:

13:00 - Voltamos. 17:00 - Saímos; 17:10 - Chegamos e relaxamos lendo.

18:30 - Tomamos banho e nos arrumamos. 19:30 - Jantamos: Hereford Steak

21:10 - Curtimos um bar: Dandy

23:30 - Voltamos e dormimos.

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

It's a Match! || poly!141 x Reader

[Chapter 21] || [Chapter 22.5] || [Chapter 23]

Pairing: Ghost x Price || Price x Reader || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1.8K cw: drunk kissing, cheating (mentioned) Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: we find out what happened in cardiff. i love vulnerable john.

Chapter 22: What is it about you?

“C’mon, Boss, up you go.” Simon told him as he hoisted the man up to his feet by wrapping an arm around the small of his back, and tossing the other over his own shoulders.

“I don’t know how she could do that to me, Simooooon,” John’s words and feet dragged a bit and tripped over each other, uncoordinated due to the excess alcohol.

John was constantly self-sabotaging back then, feeling sorry for himself, mourning his relationship and the wife who took advantage of his common absences to justify her need to step out on him.

When John was sober and busy with work, he was still the same as always: deadly efficient, a good communicator, a great strategist…

But when they went on leave…

It left Simon having to be the one picking up the pieces. Simon’s moved to Cardiff from Manchester many years ago, not quite enjoying Hereford enough to want an off-base flat in the same city as the base, and, now that he’s separated, John’s also moved to Cardiff to stay on Simon’s couch.

Or it would be his couch if he didn’t get pissed every night and leave Simon fearing for his life and the fact he might vomit and suffocate in it in the night, so he carries him to bed every time. The bed might as well have been John’s at that point.

Somehow he was able to wrangle John back to his flat.

He helped the man get into his bedroom and lowered him into bed before he pulled off the beanie from his head, then his boots, tossing his legs onto the bed a bit aggressively while the captain sobbed while lying back on the pillows…

“You’ll be alright, Captain.” Simon always tried to say some kind words to ease the drunk, heartbroken man, though he knew it did little.

Simon was strangely thankful Price was a sad drunk instead of an angry or violent one like his own father.

Simon bent over him to unzip his jacket and then was able to curl the man up against his shoulder in order to shimmy his jacket down his arms, like a toddler.

But something about that touch, almost akin to a hug, awoke something in John.

Just as he lowered the older man’s torso down to the bed and his head onto the pillows, he suddenly found himself unable to move, his shoulders being hugged tight by one of John’s arms.

His face was inches from John’s, their noses almost touching, their eyes locked. John’s blue irises were glassy from the alcohol and the tears.

The look in John’s eyes was freaking him out. He was still crying, but he was eerily quiet, not murmuring utter nonsense or pure vitriol for his wife and her lover…

The Mancunian tried to slip John’s arms off him. “C’mon.” He grumbled as he craned his neck back to try and wrangle off the embrace.

“Stay…” John pleaded, his eyes softening, his brows lowered pitifully.

“I’m right here, Boss.” Simon assured him as he once again tried to take Price’s arm off his vise-like grip around him.

It didn’t work. The grip just got tighter, his body trembling beneath Simon’s. “Please, stay...” He implored.

Before Simon could realize what was happening, his lips had been captured by John’s, a slow, tender thing, almost like John himself wasn’t 100% sure of what he was doing (and he really wasn’t) but wanted to do it nonetheless.

There was no tongue action, just a rubbing of lips and an exchanging of breathy sighs before Simon was smart enough to pull away, eyes a bit widened for what they had just done. 

But Price seemed like he was still on the verge of crying, teetering the edge of his fear of being rejected again. He just needed affection....

Simon’s own eyes softened as he saw the state Price was in. He took a deep breath and pressed his lips together. Giving up on getting out of the embrace, he simply nodded. “Fine. I’m stayin’.”

Carefully, Simon toed off his own shoes and took off his fleece jacket. He tossed everything on the floor haphazardly, before he shifted around the bed in John’s embrace and vaulted over him, coming to lay on the other side of the bed.

John cuddled up to Simon’s body and, tentatively, the blond wrapped his arms around Price’s shoulders and neck as the brunet sunk in the embrace and hid his mustachioed face in Simon’s neck, big burly arms wrapped around the narrower part of his waist.

Price resumed his sobbing, hidden in Simon’s arms, hugging him uncomfortably tight, like a lifeguard buoy in open water. 

Simon ran his fingers over John’s hair, caressing his scalp with his fingertips. “Not going anywhere, John, I promise.” Simon assured him.

-

It’s 10 P.M. and you’re just turning off your TV to move your lounging to the bedroom when the doorbell rings.

Once again, you’re not expecting anyone… But the lads have gotten much better at warning you in advance when they’re dropping by… So it puts you on edge again.

Tip-toeing to the intercom, you murmur into the receiver. “What?”

“It’s John, darling.” The voice of the older man comes through, causing your eyes to widen. What’s he doing here? 

You buzz him in all the same. Only once you hear his knuckles rapping the door, do you open it, finding him standing on the other side.

He’s wearing an army green fleece jacket, a black hoodie, tan cargo pants, and black boots. And he doesn’t look particularly happy.

You let him inside and he has the decency to take off his boots, jacket and beanie, before he gestures you both onto the couch.

The memory of the way he kissed you and tossed you both down onto it last time he was here comes flowing back and you look away and take a breath to suppress it.

“The lads told me about the four of you” He tells you as he looks at you, sitting by your side, your knees just barely brushing, his hands clasped together and hanging between his thighs.

“They did?” You ask him, earning a nod in reply. “You didn’t know this whole time?” You ask again.

“No.” He says simply. “And they didn’t tell you I tore ‘em a new one for what they’re doing?” He returns. 

You shake your head, which makes him sigh. “Figured as much.”

“You need to know that-”

“I promise I don’t-”

You both cut each other off and blink away the confusion before you do that weird shimmy of trying to let the other talk.

He ends up taking the initiative. “You need to know that it’s puttin’ ‘em all at risk to be seein’ you and each other, especially each other. Simon’s my second-in-command… and it’s against the code of conduct for ‘em to be with their ‘boss’.” He explains.

His explanation makes your eyes soften and you look away with a sigh, mirroring his pose and letting your hands hang between your legs. “I didn’t know it’d get ‘em in trouble…” You explain.

Taking another deep breath, you shift around in your seat. “I was about to say I promise I don’t want to get them in trouble or steal them from work or making you have to call like… dozens of times again to get them to come in, because I know that was bad, even if it was an accident but-” You rant a bit.

John’s watching you closely as you justify yourself and them and promise you have the best of intentions, how you like them all so much and you could never dream of getting them in trouble and…

“What is it about you?” He interrupts you, causing you to face him suddenly and stare at him.

“Pardon?” You ask him, blinking slowly before raising your brows.

“Why… Why them? All of them?” He asks.

Your face scrunches a bit, your brow setting over your eyes. “Are you trying to insult me? That feels insulting.” You grumble.

He sighs and shakes his head, before rubbing his eyes with his middle finger. “No. I- I’m sorry.” He says as earnestly as he can. “Just trying to understand.”

“Some people have a thing for men in uniform but that means they date multiple of ‘em across a number of years… They don’t usually form a… harem with ‘em all at once.” He explains.

The idea of a harem makes your face flush warm and look away. “I don’t know.” You reply directly. “Maybe there’s just something wrong with me.” You say directly. 

John keeps staring at you as you speak. “I went from a very unfulfilling relationship, I don’t know if I ever mentioned that to you-”

“You did, at the pub.”

“Right, well…” You trail off. “I went from that to… being alone… and then to having a one-night stand with you and then… it was like I woke up one day and had three boyfriends.” You remark and scratch your arm awkwardly.

John’s face scrunches, his mouth disappearing beneath his mustache as he keeps looking at you closely, noticing how awkward you seem. 

“I really don’t want to get them in trouble…” You tell him as you glance up at him, the corners of your eyebrows lowering as you look at him.

He goes quiet for a moment, simply making eye contact with you, as if trying to read your intentions through your pupils.

Then, his hand reaches across the space between you and he gently cups both your hands, giving them a reassuring squeeze. “You really like ‘em all, don’t you?”

“Mhm.” You reply and nod.

Sighing, he nods. “Just try to keep from kissing in public to a minimum, will ya? Don’t need the brass knowing and having my arse too.” He tells you.

Smiling and chuckling again. “Wouldn’t you, in that case, be in more trouble because you started this whole thing?” You joke.

He nudges your thigh with his knee and rolls his eyes playfully. “Don’t you start, too… I already had to deal with Soap, Gaz and Ghost making comments.” He complains.

“Oh, please… Ghost told me all about how peppy you seemed after that night you spent with me.” You retort and he rolls his eyes again before he taps his thighs with his palms and stands up off the couch.

“I needed it. Did me good.” He replies as he moves back to the door and puts his shoes on.

You follow after him, watching him closely as he puts his outdoor clothes back on. “Did me good too.” You reply.

He chuckles a bit. “Oh, trust me, darlin’, I remember fully well how ‘good’ I did you.” He jokes and winks at you.

“Oh, shut it…” You grumble as you watch him open your door and stand just outside of it, looking at you closely.

“Shame it’ll never happen again. I could’ve used a repeat.” John quips casually. “Have a goodnight.” He kisses your temple and starts walking down the hall.

“Wait, hold on!” You interrupt him, causing him to stop a few feet away, looking at you in the brightly lit hall. Clearing your throat, you swallow dryly before you lock eyes with him and speak again: “What’s stopping it from happening again?”

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[therealefl]

York City Confirm Signing Of 23-Year-Old

York City has completed the signing of defender Levi Andoh on a free transfer from National League North side Hereford, as confirmed via a statement on the club’s official website. The 23-year-old is full of pace and aerial presence and will add a crucial amount of attacking options to the club’s defence and become the side’s fifth signing of the summer transfer window, following the additions…

[manifestocarnivoro]

WORLD’S 101 BEST STEAK RESTAURANTS 2023: VINCE IL PARRILLA DON JULIO

«Estamos muy felices»: è questa la dichiarazione pubblicata sui social dal patron del ristorante argentino “Parrilla Don Julio”, incoronato dalla casa editrice londinese Upper Cut Media House, che da 4 anni a questa parte stila la classifica delle migliori steakhouse (o, per meglio dire, ristoranti la cui specialità è la carne) al mondo, ovvero la World’s 101 Best Steak Restaurant. Il ristorante di Buenos Aires, gestito da Pablo Rivero e dall’executive chef argentino-piemontese Guido Tassi, lavora esclusivamente carne di origine argentina proveniente dalle razze Aberdeen Angus e Hereford del proprio programma di allevamento sostenibile. Al secondo posto troviamo il ristorante Hawksmoor di Londra, vincitore nel 2022, e al terzo il ristorante American Cut, Tribeca, New York. Sorpresa tutta italiana al settimo posto: si tratta del I due Cippi, locale conduzione familiare che si trova nella piazza storica di Saturnia, in provincia di Grosseto. Gli altri italiani? La Trattoria dall’Oste di Firenze (24°); La Braseria di Luca Brasi ad Osio di Sotto, Bergamo (42°); sempre a Firenze Regina Bistecca (45°); Asina Luna di Riccardo Succi a Peschiera Borromeo, Milano (66o); il Bifrò, Torino (78°), il locale di Roberto Pintadu e Laura Lattore che entra per la prima volta nei primi 100 migliori del mondo.

Fonte: Tendenze, Eurocarni 5/23

[storyxonline]

The Duchess Takes a Husband by Harper St. George

The Duchess Takes a Husband by Harper St. GeorgeHistorical RomanceMay 23, 2023 by Berkley Review by Melanie The Duchess Takes a Husband, which, I’m guessing is the fourth and final book in The Gilded Age Heiresses series, features the much-anticipated story of Camille, the widowed Duchess of Hereford. The first book in the series, The Heiress Gets a Duke, actually opens with the engagement party…