http://fs.mlr.co.nz/ mlr's Flickr Stories. en-nz Copyright 2008, mlr.co.nz Sat, 20 Mar 2010 21:35:15 +1300 Sat, 20 Mar 2010 21:35:15 +1300 http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html mike@mlr.co.nz (Michael Roseingrave) http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=6 <a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=6"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/2712826040_abaa68d4c0_t_d.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 20px 20px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #737373;" /></a><p>Elbows leaning on the warm sill of the engine's window, Sandeep contemplated life. Another cow on the track. He wished he'd bought his PSP with him today. They could be here for hours before it decided to move. Sandeep half wondered whether there were any impatient foreigners on the train; someone who could &quot;accidentally&quot; give the beast some incentive to get out of the way. Perhaps someone who wanted to let off a firecracker, or someone who wanted to toot the horn on the cab.</p> <p>Not for the first time, Sandeep wondered what a Big Mac tastes like.</p><p><em><a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=6" title="mlr : flickr stories : trainman">more...</a></em></p> http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=6#comments Tue, 12 Aug 2008 12:41:37 +1200 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=6 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=5 <a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=5"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3022/2614683587_a2b9a0586d_t_d.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 20px 20px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #737373;" /></a><p>The streets had been deserted for over an hour now. Apart from the emergency vehicles. That was the third ambulance in as many minutes, although this one had obviously found a live one, because it had screamed back the way it had come in. He could hear all the sirens in the distance. There was no other noise, apart from the occasional swoosh of the vehicles as they passed him.</p><p><em><a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=5" title="mlr : flickr stories : the plan">more...</a></em></p> http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=5#comments Wed, 23 Jul 2008 12:54:25 +1200 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=5 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=4 <a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=4"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2583403381_90b71d40bf_t_d.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 20px 20px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #737373;" /></a><p>Gazza lolled his head and groaned. His eyes flickered open and then closed. He put a hand up to his head, pressing in on his temple, letting out a feeling sorry sound. He tasted the inside of his mouth. Blech.</p><p><em><a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=4" title="mlr : flickr stories : the morning after">more...</a></em></p> http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=4#comments Mon, 07 Jul 2008 11:14:21 +1200 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=4 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=3 <a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=3"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/2569920080_cb71616929_t_d.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 20px 20px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #737373;" /></a><p>George looked at the sign. Ha, he though, some fucker was being funny. He glanced at the guards either side of him. Both were stone cold. Not seeing him at all. Eyes straight ahead.</p><p><em><a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=3" title="mlr : flickr stories : watch your step">more...</a></em></p> http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=3#comments Wed, 02 Jul 2008 22:25:01 +1200 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=3 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=2 <a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=2"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2153/2545760405_929075134a_t_d.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 20px 20px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #737373;" /></a><p>I came across this photo the other day. Someone had taken a picture of their meal. It was obviously an old photo; I mean obvious apart from the fact that only trillionaires can afford such luxury these days.</p><p><em><a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=2" title="mlr : flickr stories : the hunger">more...</a></em></p> http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=2#comments Wed, 02 Jul 2008 22:22:23 +1200 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=2 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=1 <a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=1"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2238/2541197226_5179935bf4_t_d.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 20px 20px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #737373;" /></a><p>Haroun El Hassad is an 85-year-old who was once a chauffeur for the Saudi royal family. As a retirement gift 30 years ago he was given one of the royal family's Mercedes.</p><p><em><a href="http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=1" title="mlr : flickr stories : the tale of haroun">more...</a></em></p> http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=1#comments Wed, 02 Jul 2008 22:18:21 +1200 http://fs.mlr.co.nz/entry.php?id=1