#used suv in claremont

[indestructibleheart]

Thank you for the tag, @kiwiana-writes!

Back in September, @b13-maybethistime suggested a canon divergence based on a certain episode of a certain wee-woo show that I don't even watch anymore... but something about it spoke to me. It promptly got a playlist, but I got distracted by trying to finish my The Magicians AU. Out of nowhere, it started writing itself in my head at 2am this morning and I wrote the following in my Notes app:

The news of Alex’s accident is delivered to Henry through a muted television.  By this point, his ex smiling at him through the static of passing screens isn’t unusual. It hasn’t gotten any less painful, of course — the longing to return to the lake house only claws the chasm in his chest open wider, in fact — but he’s gotten used to the sensation. He’s entirely prepared to tell [whoever] to change the channel to literally anything else, but the words across the bottom of the screen have him blurting a request that the volume be raised instead. “FSOTUS IN CRITICAL CONDITION” glares at him from the bottom of the screen, above a no-less-alarming sub-headline: “Alex Claremont-Diaz among three rushed to the hospital following accident on private airstrip.” The anchor describes the incident in such detail that it nearly makes Henry wish he’d left the report muted. Photos and short video clips flood the screen as she speaks, showing security camera footage, cell phone shots from onlookers, and professional photographs taken of the aftermath — apparently, a jet skidding across the runway into a vehicle makes quite the mess. Knowing that Alex was somewhere in that black SUV as it bent into a truly horrifying shape turns Henry’s stomach. When he looks to Shaan across the room, he’s already tapping away at his tablet. “I can get you there by half-past four.”

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[cinelitchick]

My Christmas AU featuring Alex & Henry is here! It's a multichapter, second chance romance that takes place entirely on Christmas Eve. Read! Like! Comment!

Chapter 2 preview:

The car ride from D.C. to Arlington, Virginia, should have taken less than twenty minutes. However, it was Christmas Eve and even Santa with his reindeer would have been hard pressed to get out of the city quickly.

Henry didn’t mind the delay. It gave him more time to prepare for the advent of seeing Alex mentally and emotionally again after so long. He was grateful Nora wasn’t driving so she could properly stop him from spiraling. Her grandfather, who was a Senator and a good friend to Alex’s parents, insisted on having his driver shepherd Nora and Henry to Virginia. Normally, Nora would be spending the holiday with her own family, but her parents were out of the country until New Year’s Day. As such, the Halloran’s had decided to postpone Christmas until the first weekend in January.

It wasn’t much of a hardship, Nora had told Henry, since the two of them would be staying with the Claremont-Diaz family until the thirtieth when Henry would fly out of Dulles to spend New Year’s with his own family in London.

Naturally, she had neglected to mention that little tidbit until ten minutes before they were due to leave her flat. There wasn’t much he could say about it since she was hosting his “cute, pale British arse.” Her words. Luckily, Henry was used to living out of a suitcase so it didn't take long for him to be packed and ready to go.

Then, there was the pièce de résistance.

“It’s Christmas, Henry. Tis the season for awkward encounters!”

This bon mot did not comfort him in the slightest.

So, what was supposed to be a simple holiday dinner had mutated into something much more complicated and frustrating.

Tis the season, indeed.

“Hey.” Nora put a hand on the sleeve of his olive green wool peacoat. She was sitting next to him in the back seat of the SUV. Her warm brown eyes, which nicely complimented her dark skin, flickered with concern. “It’s going to be fine.”

“It’s going to be weird,” he corrected.

She rolled her eyes as her head bobbed from side to side. “Okay, yes. At first, it will be extremely weird. But things between you two will level out and it will all be fine. I know you both pretty well by now. Trust me?”

He heaved a heavy sigh. Not because he didn’t trust Nora. Quite the opposite. His apprehension sprang from not wanting to set his hopes too high. It was true he wanted nothing more than to settle things with Alex finally. Henry still had too many questions regarding their breakup. Perhaps Alex would give him the answers that had proven elusive for the past three years.

Read more over at AO3.

[westwingsolo]

@carp3diems, because I can’t let them be too happy…

It was suppose to be a day to celebrate. Henry and Alex opened up their first LGBTQ Youth Resource Center in the Austin, so of course the Texas Golden Boy, Alex Claremont-Diaz was there to help him open it. In a way it was also the first project they worked on together as a couple, with Alex using some of his influence to help get Henry in contact with all the right people.

They stood side by side outside the new center, ready to leave behind the pomp and circumstance and get away to the lake house for a long weekend to celebrate in their own way. Alex already had bags packed for them, ready in one of the black SUVs to whisk them away as soon as the ribbon was cut.

Until the sound of gunfire became louder than the applause.

Alex’s first instinct was to hold on to Henry, pull him close, and to make sure that nothing happened to him. If anyone deserves to be shielded from the violence of the world, it was Henry. Henry, who was too kind, too gentle for this. It was Henry who needed to be protected, over here in America, and too far away from home.

“Are you ok? Henry! Baby, tell me you’re ok!” Hands moves across familiar planes, ones that he has touched in caressed hundreds of time, hoping he didn’t find anything different about them. For a bright moment, Alex thought they were in the clear, and when he looked up at his Prince to tell him he was fine, he was going to be ok, he was met with eyes that spoke of fear instead of safety.

“…what?”

“Alex…” Henry’s voice shook as he reached over and pressed an unsteady hand to his side. Pain flared up his hip and throughout his whole body, and when he looked down, Henry’s hand was stained with red.

He felt suddenly cold, like a bucked of ice was poured down his shirt. He left him breathless and dizzy. Alex moved, stepping away from Henry like if he was too close to his Prince, then he would share the same fate as him. But even has his mind told him to move, his body couldn’t react and he pitched forward, falling right into Henry’s arms.

The last thing he remembered before the world faded away was the sound of his love’s voice, filled with so much fear, too much fear, telling him he was going to be ok, saying it like he was trying to convince himself.

[firstprince-ao3feed]

lets waste time chasing cars around our heads

let’s waste time chasing cars around our heads https://ift.tt/TWd8A5I by andthentheybow No. 22: “They never saw us coming, ‘til they hit the floor.” Glass Shard | Vehicular Accident   One moment Alex is laughing at something Henry said, both of them in the back of the black SUV that’s driving them from the airport to the White House. The next the car is going flying, flipping over itself. Words: 1052, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 22 of whumptober 2023 Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, June Claremont-Diaz, Ellen Claremont Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Whumptober 2023, Car Accidents, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Hospitals, Light Angst, Established Relationship, Alex Claremont-Diaz Loves Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz via AO3 works tagged 'Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor' https://ift.tt/WTcrin3 October 22, 2023 at 06:02PM

[inforapound]

The Devil Inside  -  Part 1

This was written to celebrate @fuchsiagrasshopper​​ 200 followers. Congrats to you. This is not high literature, just a tiny-bop reader insert style romance. 

Warnings -  sexually explicit, hints of dub/con, possessiveness, love

Pairing - Ivar x Reader            Prompt in bold.

There they were. The same unimpressed brilliant blue eyes. It was the second time that week you had seen them in the back parking lot at school.

The student car park was behind the main building where all those who either drove or smoked cigarettes congregated at lunch to sit in their cars, pump music, and yak. You didn’t smoke but had a car so hung out all the same. Students from neighbouring schools occasionally pulled in to visit, always staying in their cars and keeping a distance as these types of schools were full of rules and someone was always watching. That is where he fits it. The dark-haired guy with the cold eyes and the nice flat-black Camaro. Whether or not he was putting on airs, he looked dubious and the kids always hanging about his car were the shadier bunch in the school.

He had been coming around for a couple of months now and you had locked eyes with him once or twice. Maybe more. He always broke the contact first as if looking at you had been in error. Probably dealt drugs or something similar but honestly, you didn’t know. What you did know, with your sharp eighteen-year-old senses, was to keep to your side of the lot. Maintaining your flawless grades was your first priority with socializing a not to distant second. Plus, you had been single for less than six weeks so boys were not exactly a draw.

So… you thought nothing of it when Mark Hasting approached your locker when the end-of-the-day bell rang. Standing with your closest friends, Kim and Amanda, you were deciding on whose house to meet at after supper. Mark was one of those smoking-out-back-leather-jacket-wearing types but he was friendly with everyone so it wasn’t that out of the blue for him to stop by your locker and chat.

“What’s up ladies,” he smiled, looking rather fit for a guy who had never played sports. “Any plans tonight?”

Kim carried on loading her binders into her locker and Amanda gave a breezy ‘not sure’ shrug so you spoke up as Mark was a nice guy.

“Might meet up with some of the others at the beach by my place after dark. What are you up to?”

“Me and some of the guys are going to meet behind Macdonald’s at 9 pm. Go from there. Some boys from Claremont are coming. You should join?”

“Clairemont, eh?”

It was the other private school in the district, prestigious like yours but with the reputation for being wild. Amanda’s brother had transferred there a few years back for their higher-profile basketball program and she had bitched that her parents were playing favourites ever since.

“Yeah, okay, maybe,” you answered not sounding convinced.

“You gonna be driving?” he asked which surprised you as you were the only one with a car. Kim had one that she supposedly shared with her brother but you had maybe seen her with it twice.

“Well, I won’t be getting a driver’s license in the next 6 hours,” Amanda laughed.

“Fair enough,” Mark smiled. “So maybe see you there?”

Hmm. That was interesting and you wondered if Mark or one of the other outbackers were interested in one of your friends. The crowd you ran with were the popular sort; the academics, preps, and jocks. Not the smokers who hit the bong on the weekends but at your school the cliques mixed well. Unlikely hookups weren’t that out of the ordinary but you certainly weren't interested. Hell no.

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The evening air was a bit sharp so you were glad you wore your white denim coat and blue jeans. It was nearly dark and you were with a group of eight or ten of your friends standing between parked cars at the playground not far from your school. The closest street lamp was out so the only light came from the radios playing in the cars lined up in a row. The music was just loud enough to hear but not grab the attention of the tidy homes across the street.

If you were being honest, you were bored and the night was shaping up to look like the previous few weekends. Deciding to have a drink, you grabbed a cider from the full box in your trunk, passing your keys and responsibility over to Kim. ‘No problem’ was her reply that came in the form of a quick nod. You had been driving her around for years so she didn’t mind.

The headlights of two vehicles rolling past and pulling in made you all turn and look and you immediately recognized both. It was Mark’s white van and the low-slung Camaro tailing close behind. Blue eyes was in there. He had to be and it wasn’t immediately apparent but you had some reaction, nerves maybe or just feeling a bit on the spot for brushing off Mark’s earlier invitation.

“Guess nothing was happening at Macdonald’s,” Kim laughed.

“Shocking,” Amanda added sarcastically, taking a drag of her cigarette and blowing the smoke in the opposite direction.

“Cause hanging out beside the jungle gym is so much cooler,” you droned, squinting at the now parked cars, noticing that the Camaro looked full of people.

Not letting your sights linger, you turned back to your friends, taking a few long pulls of your drink, and heard car doors open and close. The sound of footsteps crunching over gravel came towards you.

“It’s Amanda, right?” a girl’s voice called and in unison, you all spun around.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Amanda answered, in her overly cheerful voice.

Before you was a tall blonde girl, a little older than you with very distinct features; a small narrow nose and the largest eyes you had ever seen.

“I graduated with Lani last year at Claremont,” she explained.

Lani was Amanda’s older brother, a year and half older, popular but a total prick unless he needed something.

“I’m Torvi,” she smiled and you all nodded your hellos.

“Hey, we are headed to my boyfriend’s if you want to come? Have some drinks. Can’t blow the doors wide but you girls are welcome to come.”

“Yeah, sure, okay,” Kim and Amanda’s mixed replies came at the same time.

Knowing the plan was set, you took a few more drinks of your cider, finishing it off, wondering who exactly was in that car.

The tall blonde turned and began to head back but stopped and looked in your direction.

“You’re not driving, I take it?” she glanced at the empty you were returning to the box in your open trunk.

“For once, no,” you replied quietly.

“Ride with us,” she jerked her head in the direction of the Camaro. “The girls can follow,” she smiled and you felt caught-off-guard.

“That’s okay,” you smiled back. “We’ll see you there.”

“No,” her smile widened and she took a step closer, offering her arm for you to link up. “I insist.”

The Camaro was nice. Really nice. Classic with a black leather interior. It had the faintest smell of cigarettes, beer, and leather. A total guy car and not the BMW SUV’s you were used to. You like it far more than those. But the atmosphere was anything but nice. For you at least. A tall, rather serious guy had opened the door, folding the seat forward for you and Torvi to climb in. Her boyfriend, you assumed, by the way he smacked her ass when she slid past.

Mr. Blue-Eyes was the driver and when you settled back in the seat, you realized those nerves earlier had nothing to do with running into Mark. It was him. As your mom would say, ‘trouble with a capital T’ and being that close to him made you feel.....funny.

The ride was quick and the house you were heading to turned out to be only a few minutes away but it felt like a different neighborhood. They were mansions; the original estates in the area before it was all chopped up into lots and sold. The gates on the driveway were open and you drove up a long driveway to a beautiful Tudor style home set well back from the road. It looked about 10,000 square feet from the driveway and if it hadn’t have been for those cold blue eyes glancing up at you in the rearview mirror, you would have turned around to make sure your friends were still following.

Inside the house was equally as amazing; soaring ceilings and a gracious front entry, an incredible kitchen with a large family room off to one side. You settled with Torvi on a large leather couch and from where you were sitting, you saw that the French doors on the other side of the pool table led out to a massive back-lit pool. Homes like this weren’t that uncommon in your world but you still appreciated its elegance.

There wasn’t a parent in sight and no mention of one which struck you as normal. It was always the wealthy and unsupervised doing the most scandalous things. But no one there was doing anything scandalous. You were just there for drinks. Right?

Torvi handed you some type of boozy beverage and you were unsure as to why, yet relieved, that she had taken you under her wing.

Entering the room and walking with the help of some customized crutch, the Camaro driver headed straight for the leather chair on the far side of Torvi. He didn’t make eye contact with you or anyone else but you still felt noticed. The way he hustled made you think that you shouldn’t watch and you wondered if that crutch was the reason he always stayed in his car at school.

Dropping it onto the hardwood floor, he sank into the seat, immediately raising his hand and accepting a bottle from Torvi’s boyfriend who walked in behind, carrying a case of beer.

“I haven't introduced you,” Torvi raised her hand. “This is my boyfriend, Ubbe, and his brother Ivar,” your eyes flitted over to your driver but he was gazing at something, nothing, off in the kitchen. “And their other brother, Hvitserk is just outside having a smoke with his girlfriend, Margrethe.

Your eyes shifted to the French doors and you could see the outlines of two people kissing on the patio.

Okay, realization struck you. They were the Lothbroks! You had heard of them. Definitely. Just couldn’t recall what but you knew it wasn’t good and you probably shouldn’t be there. Where were your friends and why hadn’t Torvi told them your name? As if on cue, Amanda and Kim and the long-lost Mark Hasting strolled in, cheerful and boisterous and thankfully taking the pressure off you from having to talk.  

Someone had turned on music and the other brother and his blonde-haired girlfriend came inside to join. A game of pool begun and you stayed on the couch with your friends and Torvi. Ivar remained slumped in his chair, giving the impression he would have preferred to be anywhere but there.

It was awkward. Torvi and your friends gabbed about the differences in schools and universities and you quietly finished your drink but, in a flash, it was replaced with another.

As always Mark was the most animated in the room, and Ubbe, who then seemed far more at ease, was listening intently to the details of how Mark’s father made so much money selling appliances. Kim was a good sport despite not drinking and joined in the conversation knowing many of the same people as Torvi.

You could have sworn Ivar scoffed when you rolled your eyes at Amanda who went outside to smoke weed with Mark and Hvitserk but when you glanced over, he was back to staring in the opposite direction and picking the label off his beer. It felt strange….. sitting in a room with lively people and you and he were the only ones not joining in. You weren’t anti-social but for whatever reason that night, or in that house, the atmosphere felt… heavy. It wasn’t the alcohol though; you were almost sure it was him. Ivar. Every bit of your focus seemed to be spent on ignoring him and for some strange reason, you felt he was doing the same.

“Whereabouts is the washroom?” you whispered to Torvi and she raised her hand to point down the hall.

“It's just down the...”

“I need another beer,” Ivar interrupted, his voice so much different than what you expected. It was smoother somehow, breathier. “I’ll show her,” his eyes flicked over to you as he grabbed his crutch and pushed himself up out of the chair.

Your instincts from before seemed right as his body language told you he did not enjoy people walking behind him. He moved with a distinct limp but it was still agile in a way, his crutch obviously an extension of his body. But his mood seemed troubled.

Christ, you thought, as you followed, he could have just told you where it was.

Through the kitchen, he moved down a long hallway lined with closed doors and you were almost certain one of them had to have been a bathroom. Just as your feet slowed assessing where you were going, he glanced back and jerked his head for you to keep moving. Ohh-kay……

Opening the door at the very end, he walked in, not looking behind. Stopping on the threshold you surveyed the room and there was no question it was his. It had the same dark wood floors and wood trim, a neatly made bed with navy linens, large windows, fitted with wooden blinds, bordered by matching navy curtains. The room was lined with furniture; a dresser, desk, shelves loaded with books but it was the framed picture hanging above his bed that held your attention. Behind glass was a charcoal drawing of a scraggly, long-haired, bearded man who seemed to be missing an eye. Nice room, you thought, but the art was a touch dramatic.

As he dropped down onto a couch and stretched his legs out onto a low coffee table, he pointed at an open door which you assumed was his private bathroom. Ohh-kay…. you thought as you tiptoed past him and into the bathroom, closing the door.  Again, it struck you how clean everything was, even smelt good like some faint cologne and you hoped the thick wood door with muffle the sound of you peeing.

After washing your hands, and a lip gloss touch-up, you opened the door, not sure he would still be there. He was…. lounging on the couch, watching the tv on the adjacent wall. There was no acknowledgment when you re-emerged so you mumbled some sort of ‘thanks’ and crossed the room, heading for the door.  

“Are you afraid of me?’ he spoke at your back making you stop and turn around. Aside from the glances in the rear-view mirror, it was the first time he had looked at you directly. And holy shit, was it ever direct.

“No,” you lied trying not to sneak a peek at his tight white shirt stretched over his muscular chest and arms. You definitely didn’t want to be caught staring at his perfect hair, styled in that ‘perfect hot guy way.’ Holy god, he was striking, incredibly hot with his square jaw and smooth tanned skin. You hadn’t fully taken it in until then…. when his piercing blue eyes held you frozen in place.

The angle of his chin shifted just slightly, and he subtly squinted making you think he was somehow pleased with himself. A sweep of goosebumps spread over your skin and you crossed your arms as if suddenly feeling a breeze. Was your stomach suddenly upset? Or, maybe it was your nerves clawing out your insides.

“Then sit,” he said casually, as he looked away and you detected the slightest hint of a dare in his tone.

Why? You wanted to ask but didn’t, wondering if he was trying to intimate you. One thing you did suspect was that his aloofness was only to draw you in. Funny, you thought. Wouldn’t work. You had to get back to your friends….

“Okay,” you instead answered and walked over, slowly sitting down, your body sensing the two inches of space between you. Great, it was a love seat.  

Like the force of nature he felt like, he somehow read your thoughts.

“Get me a beer,” he said, nodding in the direction of the bar fridge next to the tv. What teenager had a bar fridge in their bedroom, you wondered, only realizing then that he had ordered you instead of asking.

If your eyes hadn’t scanned his crossed legs extended out on the coffee table, his crutch on the floor below, you might have told him to get his own…. but…you didn’t. Did he not want to get up? Was he in pain? Was it his legs or his back that hurt him? Maybe a knee? Was it from sports? Or, had he been in an accident with his car? The blank one. It looked fast and he looked like he drove fast too.

Slowly but with no attempt to conceal it, he let out a long sigh, snapping you out of your analysis and you realized that perhaps you were a bit drunk. But out of the corner of your eye, you saw him smirk.

“Get a beer for yourself,” he chimed as if offering a token reward for your obedience.

That was likely the extent of his chivalry anyway. Returning with two beers you handed him one not expecting and not getting any sort of thanks. His eyes stayed glued on the tv.

“Do you even like beer?” he asked, and it somehow felt like a dig.

“Yeah,” you answered taking a small sip.

God, you hated beer.

For a few minutes, you both stared at a music video, some ethereal, whining song, about a hunter in the night sung by an emo looking guy. It suited Ivar perfectly and the longer you listened the more uncomfortable you felt being there… alone in his room……essentially two strangers.

Mentally, you cleared your thought. “My name is…”

“I know your name,” he cut you off sounding annoyed.

It was getting even stranger and you wondered if your friends would eventually come find you….

   “Pray to your god, open your heart, whatever you do, don’t be afraid of the dark.”

…the song played on and it felt like the tension was building but what could you say? You didn’t know him and weren’t going to make small talk. Just as the air seemed to be getting sucked out of the room, you shifted on your seat making him look over at you.

“What?” you said sounding defensive.

Without a word, he just stared at you. The skin on your cheeks began to warm and you felt embarrassed.

“Well, this was fun,” you pushed your hands down into the couch to get up but he grabbed your forearm. Gasping, your eyes locked with his blue ones, his brows pinched and his eyes narrowed.

“I thought you weren’t afraid of me,” he whispered and you noticed how much closer he was all of a sudden. Jesus, those eyes…. they were clear and cold yet somehow dark and felt bottomless. You just stared back as if hypnotized but it was the quick flutter of his lashes and a look of uncertainty that flashed across his face that had you come back to the surface.

“My. Arm. Please,” you articulated through clenched teeth, and you knew you sounded scared.

Tilting his head, his lids blinked again and he began to chuckle, flashing a forced smile and releasing your arm. Smoothly, casually, he leaned forward and grabbed the TV remote off the table as if picking it up had been his plan all along. Slamming your beer down, you stood and rushed for the door. You were fucking done with Ivar Lothbrok.

“See you at school, beautiful,” he called in a patronizing voice.

As you rounded the corner, the volume of the tv rose and the last words of the song felt foreboding.

   “Cover your eyes, the devil’s inside.”

Next chapter

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Maimane drove SUV 'donated' by Steinhoff's Markus Jooste - report

He (James Selfe) said the vehicle was returned after the Steinhoff scandal.

Rapport suggested, however, that Maimane continued to use the vehicle "for months" after the Steinhoff drama.

https://www.timeslive.co.za/politics/2019-09-29-maimane-drove-suv-donated-by-steinhoffs-markus-jooste-report/

It appears though that Maimane had for months continued to drive the car, despite letters from colleagues warning him of the risks.

https://www.enca.com/news/maimanes-suv-sponsored-steinhoffs-jooste-report

DA foes press Mmusi on who pays his rent

Deputy chair said to have demanded to see bank statements

● DA MP Mike Waters confronted party leader Mmusi Maimane at a heated meeting of its federal executive last week, demanding answers over a lease scandal involving his rented Cape Town home.

Insiders said that Waters told the meeting he wanted to see documentary proof that Maimane was paying rent for the house from his own pocket so that Waters could confidently deal with the issue if the media raised it with him.

“He proceeded to ask how much he [Maimane] pays for rent, whether or not that amount is market related, and went as far as demanding that he produce bank statements to prove that,” said one of the insiders, who spoke on condition of anonymity because the meeting is meant to be closed.

Waters, who is one of the three deputy federal chairs of the party, is leading a group of high-profile party figures determined to put Maimane on the ropes over the controversy about his rented home in Cape Town.

Sources in the DA said Waters, who belongs to a camp that opposes Maimane’s leadership, first confronted him about the house at a meeting of the national management committee on Wednesday last week. Two days later, on the Friday, an unrelenting Waters once more took on Maimane at the federal executive meeting.

This follows revelations a fortnight ago that Maimane had for two years declared to parliament a R4m house in the Cape Town southern suburb of Claremont. He listed it as his own even though he does not own it.

Maimane could face the music should someone report him to the ethics committee for misleading parliament by declaring a house that does not belong to him.

It is understood that provincial leaders who are sympathetic to Maimane defended him against accusations from Waters.

A person with knowledge of the matter who spoke to the Sunday Times on condition of anonymity confirmed the stand-off but tried to downplay it, saying the federal executive had treated it as a “general discussion”.

“He [Waters] raised the matter both at the national management committee meeting and at the fedex at the weekend.

“[Maimane] first raised the matter during his opening address and it was then discussed. The provincial leaders accepted his explanation.”

When Maimane was confronted by a weekly newspaper asking questions about the house, he backtracked from the parliamentary declaration, and said he was renting the property. However, he failed to produce a lease agreement. It has since emerged that the property is owned by KwaZulu-Natal businessman Wessel Jacobs, who is Maimane’s friend and a trustee of his family trust.

Waters belongs to a group within the DA caucus, the self-styled “1959 committee”, that feels the party has lost its liberal values and direction under Maimane.

Waters, who was recently replaced as DA deputy chief whip by Jacques Julius, declined to comment when approached by the Sunday Times. He said the discussions of the federal executive were private.

Another Maimane sympathiser who was at the meeting had earlier said the DA leader would deal with the issue of the house on an appropriate platform.

DA national spokesperson Solly Malatsi had not responded to questions sent to him at the time of going to print. Maimane’s office had also not responded.

In a statement last week, the party confirmed the federal executive had discussed the matter and was satisfied with Maimane’s explanation. “There is no sense that any law or regulation has been violated,” it said.

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[francinebill]

2019 ROAD TRIP AND DUDE RANCH

Introduction - It is summer and we are off on another adventure. We are heading to a dude ranch with our family at Averril’s Flathead Lake Lodge located on the banks of Flathead Lake in Bigfork, Montana.

Francine and I are taking a road trip with several stops along the way. Rachael and her family will be flying to Kalispell, Montana from their home in Massachusetts.

Follow us as we drive to Montana, a week at the dude ranch, and then returning to Claremont. It should be a “ye’hah” time.

July 16 - Claremont CA to Las Vegas NV -

After a hug and a goodbye to Sammy, it was off-we-go with our stuffed SUV and only our cup holders were empty and ready for coffee - Starbucks here we come.

We stopped in Baker, a town that is wind-swept, hot, depressing and many business are shuttered, but there is the every-present Mad Greek fast food outpost. We ordered a choclate chip shake and then it was off to Las Vegas.

Before checking into our Las Vegas hotel we went to the Sin City Knit Shop and to a western store to purchase some appropriate attire for our upcoming dude ranch experience.

We stayed at the Park MGM where there is an Eataly, the famous Italian food and restaurant emporium. We had our Italian dinner, walked to the Crystals Shops and did some gambling.

July 17 - Las Vegas NV to Park City UT -

In the morning we had a light breakfast at Eataly and left Las Vegas early since we had a long drive (425 miles) to Park City, Utah.

We took a detour off Interstate 15 and entered Highway 91 in Littlefield, Arizona. The road passed through a couple high desert valleys set against soaring red mountains. We made a stop at the Kayenta Art Village, a planned development with desert architecture that includes a collection of southwest styled art galleries and a cafe. After Kayenta we continued on Highway 91 through St. George, Utah and back to Interstate 15 towards Park City. The drive through central Utah is beautiful and once in Park City we walked the town, visited several shops and then had a nice dinner.

July 18 - Park City UT to Idaho Falls ID -

We woke-up to a beautiful day and after getting ready we headed to the Park City Whole Foods to purchase goodies for the dude ranch and a light breakfast.

Leaving Park City we took a more scenic route and bypassed Salt Lake City. We went northeast on Interestate 80 through a beautiful valley and connected with Interstate 84 as it went northwest and then back to Interstate 15.

In Pocatello, Idaho we visited the Museum of Clean, a fascinating historical and eclectic collection of washing machines, vacuum cleaners, cleaning solutions, sweepers and other ephemera from bygone eras. The founder of the museum, Don Aslett, happened to be at the museum and he spent time with us showing some of the museum’s special items. Mr. Aslett is a fascinating man who started a cleaning business while in college. The company was sold in 2011 and operates in all 50 states and Canada. Mr. Aslett has written over 40 books, two of which he gave us, on a wide range of topics from removing clutter (way before Marie Condo) to eliminating spots, to becoming a more effective person. He appeared on the Oprah Winfrey show and made numerous other appearances on TV shows. It was a real delight to meet Don.

We left Pocatello and ended the day in Idaho Falls, ID and walked to the falls, an art museum and to dinner.

[number06fan]

Bronx, NY – School Bus Accident Leads to Injuries in Teenagers

Bronx, NY (February 9, 2019) – A school bus accident took place in the Bronx this morning, February 9, that led to minor injuries in a variety of teenagers that were being transported. The driver received serious injuries and was arrested.

The accident took place around 7:30 a.m. at the intersection of Fulton Avenue and Claremont Parkway. Somehow, the school bus ended-up rear-ending an SUV. Video surveillance taken in the area showed a white SUV in front of the bus that had crashed into a tree. Then, another SUV wasn’t able to stop in time and slammed into the back of the bus.

The bus had been allegedly taking a group of teens on a school trip. Thirteen people were injured, all of which were minor injuries that consisted of those involving the knee and back.

The driver was arrested for driving without a license.

Police are currently working on their investigation of the accident.

Bus Accidents in New York 

Every year across the U.S., a total of 63,000 buses will be involved in traffic accidents. Thousands of these accidents take place in New York, some of which lead to serious injuries to those involved. We would like to take this time to extend our sincere sympathies to those involved in this accident, as we understand that these accidents take place so unexpectedly and can completely turn your life upside-down. You might wonder how you can move forward with your claim, and luckily our personal injury attorneys are here for you to support your many rights.

Our New York accident attorneys at Hach & Rose have committed their lives to helping the victims of inattentive drivers. We realize that these accidents can be extremely overwhelming on many levels, including those that are physical, emotional, and financial. In the wake of an anticipated injury, you might find that the medical bills continue to pile up and wonder how you will be able to afford these costs on your own. Contact an attorney that you can rely on as soon as possible at 212-779-0057.

Note: Secondary sources were used to create this piece and, because of this, the information included has not been independently verified. If you notice a factual issue with our posting, please bring it to our attention and we will correct or remove it as soon as possible.

Disclaimer: Our intent in these posts it to bring attention to the dangers members in our community face and to encourage caution. Accidents do happen and we hope these posts help those affected. However, this information should not be misconstrued as legal or medical advice, and we urge you to contact a trained legal professional for more information regarding your specific situation.

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