🎄Paris, France Videos from previous years.

When our extraordinary heritage architect discovered the first pieces of Purnon’s billiard table abandoned in the attic it began a journey to bring back to life the oldest surviving billiard table in France and to return the table to the room created for it almost 250 years ago. But to truly bring it back to life, someone needed to make the balls dance across the baize… who would have this honour? A heartfelt thank you to Simonis Cloth for the beautiful felt that now graces the table top and @Corston Architectural Detail for the lovely paintable power sockets delivering power to this room for the first time in history. Thank you to the generous donors who made the restoration possible and finally we would like to thank our brilliant heritage architect Frédéric Didier, without whom this piece of French history may have been lost forever.

#greenscreenvideo @FarmUpNZ did my best bro | Coalition Negotiations

#greenscreenvideo #greenscreen You see… i’m too scary for this sort of crime because I just know God is gonna make an example out of me😭😭 #storytime #fraud #bank

GehGeh shares his thoughts on the upcoming 2027 election and has some advice for Peter Obi 😂 #gehgeh #fyp #creatorsearchinsights #fypシ #foryourpage | 🚨 “My advice to Peter Obi ahead of the 2027 election” — GehGeh shares his thoughts on the upcoming 2027 election and has some advice for Peter Obi 🍿😂

Good morning #fyp #breakingnews #france #election #haiti | America and France have been oppressing Haiti for the last 300 plus years and El Salvador has entered the fight to free the Haitians in Haiti

Churches begin to burn in New York for unknown reasons, just like in France.. South Bushwick Church is 173 years old. It has lasted 6 months under the mandate of the first Muslim mayor. https://t.co/NrN0CKZpT6

People wonder why I'm so obsessed with donkeys. I've looked into it, and my only finding is that the rest of you are underdoing it. The donkey was built for the ground where everything else gives up. It lives on thorn and scrub that a horse would starve beside, climbs rock on hooves like chisels, cools itself through those ears, and can lose nearly a third of its body weight in water, carry on eating, then drink 25 litres in three minutes and walk off as if nothing happened. We tamed it 7,000 years ago in the dry country of East Africa, and it has been the animal of the hard places ever since. So it was the donkey, long before the horse, that carried civilisation on its back. One of Egypt's first pharaohs was buried at Abydos with ten donkeys laid in graves beside him, every spine worn from a lifetime under loads. The grain, the salt, the copper and the news of the ancient world moved at a donkey's pace, and wherever a hill is still too steep for a wheel, they still do. The same animal fed our babies. Donkey milk is the closest milk on earth to a human mother's, Hippocrates prescribed it, and the foundling hospital in Paris kept a stable of jennies so the orphans could be put straight to the udder. A fair share of Europe's abandoned children owe their first month to a donkey, and most of those donkeys carry a dark cross down the back and across the shoulders, which the old story says was given to them on Good Friday. It carried our wounded too. On the beach at Gallipoli a stretcher-bearer from South Shields found a stray donkey, and for 24 days the two of them walked up and down Shrapnel Gully under fire bringing broken men down to the boats, until a machine gun got the man. The donkey went back up with the next one. Of everything the Anzacs brought home from that campaign, the thing they chose to remember was a donkey. Then there is the stubbornness, the one fact everybody is sure of, and it is the opposite of the truth. A horse meets danger by bolting, which is why horses die on cliff paths. A donkey stops, looks at the thing in front of it, and makes a decision, and it will refuse to step into water it cannot see the bottom of because it is right not to. For 7,000 years we have been calling a risk assessment an attitude. Put one in a field of ewes and it appoints itself. A fox or a loose dog comes through the hedge and the donkey goes at it, head down, front feet first, and keeps going until the thing has gone. Nobody trains that in. It decided they were its sheep. It remembers a face and a field after 25 years. It will stand over a dying companion for a day. It lives to 40 and outlasts half the people who ever owned it. There are about 50 million of them alive, carrying water, firewood and children for the poorest people on earth, and close to 6 million a year are now killed for their hides, boiled down into a gelatine sold as a tonic. The animal that did the most work for the least thanks is being melted into a wellness product. Seven thousand years of hauling us uphill, feeding our orphans and carrying our wounded, and the best we managed in return was to turn its name into an insult. So no. Not nearly obsessed enough.

Remember that today marks 11 years since Islamist terrorists massacred 130 people and injured 416 others in France. Nothing has changed since then, and Islam is continuing to take root across Europe. https://t.co/iHtrTT2Ra2

Memories I can’t forget… #fyp #richardegrant an #unfaithful #traitor