Auckland, the biggest city in New Zealand.
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Ballarat, Victoria, Australia
Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
Cambridge Gardens, NSW. Somewhere near where I am, named after the original UK university city, where Stephen Hawkings' funeral was held yesterday. This famed astronomer and physicist's ashes will be interred in Westminster Abbey, next to Sir Isaac Newton.
Duluth, Minnesota, where I moved after college for my first "real" job.
"I suppose the sewing machine's too heavy to bring?. . . I can't abide the thought of that Witch fiddling with it. . ."
Edinburgh, Scotland, which I last visited in 2009, when I got together with two former mods!
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
French's Forest, NSW.
Ghana
Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
Hobart, Tasmania. Founded in 1804 when Judge Advocate Lieutenant Governor David Collins joined his own expedition of two ships to an earlier expedition led by Lieutenant Bowen.
Inverness, a town in Scotland (not far from Nairn, home to Tilda Swinton)
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Jarafuel, València, Spain
Poetry in the moonlight was a dangerous thing.
Kupang, Timor, Indonesia
Little Lever, a suburb of Manchester. There is also a Great Lever.
There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.
"...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards."
Minneapolis, Minnesota
"I suppose the sewing machine's too heavy to bring?. . . I can't abide the thought of that Witch fiddling with it. . ."
Nandi, Fiji
Oskaloosa, Iowa
Known to the locals as "Osky", where we used to go to buy shoes at Hower's shoe store.
"I suppose the sewing machine's too heavy to bring?. . . I can't abide the thought of that Witch fiddling with it. . ."