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  • The Achilles was an English shaft-drive voiturette manufactured by B Thompson in Frome, Somerset between 1904 and 1908. A range of cars were advertised, mostly with single cylinder engines by De Dion.
  • A hero of the Trojan War, son of Peleus and Thetis. During his infancy his mother plunged him in the Styx, thus making his body invulnerable except for the heel by which she held him. During the Trojan War, Achilles killed Hector but was later wounded in the heel by an arrow shot by Paris and died
  • a mythical Greek hero of the Iliad; a foremost Greek warrior at the siege of Troy; when he was a baby his mother tried to make him immortal by bathing him in a magical river but the heel by which she held him remained vulnerable--his `Achilles' heel'
  • In Greek mythology, Achilles (Ancient Greek: , Achilleus) was a Greek hero of the Trojan War, the central character and the greatest warrior of Homer's Iliad.
  • (make) brand: a recognizable kind; "there's a new brand of hero in the movies now"; "what make of car is that?"
  • The structure or composition of something
  • The manufacturer or trade name of a particular product
  • engage in; "make love, not war"; "make an effort"; "do research"; "do nothing"; "make revolution"
  • The making of electrical contact
  • (make) give certain properties to something; "get someone mad"; "She made us look silly"; "He made a fool of himself at the meeting"; "Don't make this into a big deal"; "This invention will make you a millionaire"; "Make yourself clear"
  • Cause to feel in need of rest or sleep; weary
  • (tire) lose interest or become bored with something or somebody; "I'm so tired of your mother and her complaints about my food"
  • Become in need of rest or sleep; grow weary
  • Lose interest in; become bored with
  • (tire) exhaust or get tired through overuse or great strain or stress; "We wore ourselves out on this hike"
  • (tire) hoop that covers a wheel; "automobile tires are usually made of rubber and filled with compressed air"

Have I mentioned how much I love my new lens? Well I do. Hugh & I were falling about laughing when we pretended to be vampires at 1am in the morning. It was so funny. Like, seriously funny. But now we sound weird. It was one of those "you-had-to-be-there" moments, but it was great nonetheless. I only have 5 chapters left of The [insert-swearword-here] Iliad (said through gritted teeth!) & then I am done. I spent most of the day putting off reading it, which is silly really, because if I'd wanted to I could have sat down & finished it in a day. Okay, more realistically 2. But no, I've dragged it out for over a month. Because I'm stubborn. So I've been compiling lists from the Warwick website on what books I need to read for the course this summer, what books I need to have for background reading, & what books I need to buy. I have like ?80 left in WHSmiths vouchers, so hopefully they might actually have some helpful texts. I got a bit snotty with a cashier once who was telling me I should use some other WHSmith vouchers I had (what can I say, I keep winnng them) on academic books, & was being rude about it, so I snapped that WHSmiths didn't even stock the books for my course. & I kinda made it clear that I felt A Levels were inferior. I'm not proud of that moment, but who was she to judge me? So yes, I shouldn't have snapped, & I don't even know why I've written it on here, but now I have it can just act as my little confession box. Moving on. My Dad called me to say Warwick was now 3rd in the country for universities. I know those league tables are always a bit random, but Warwick is almost always within the top 5 anyway. Hugh got home from school & collapsed on me & completely squished me. The boy doesn't look heavy, but he is. All that muscle. & one of the parcels my Aunt sent me arrived today, & it's this massive blue handbag & it fits my laptop in & comes with all this other stuff, & it's so nice. So that was good. && I figured I should probably actually look at some of my driving theory stuff, & you know, actually make an effort seeing as I last looked at the book in April, & before that had probably only looked at it 3 or 4 times. I failed the first by seven marks, & the second by one mark. Meh. & I had dinner with my parents (Hugh declined dinner, as he'd already had 2 bowls of cereal) before powering through The Iliad. My Dad came in briefly & talked about the Californian option, & I had to admit I was actually looking froward to all the opportunities that are coming up. I have loved this year. It's been really great in a kinda odd way, & I think I'm coming to terms with a lot of things that have happened, & that I'm in a much better place now & will be able to appreciate this coming year much more than if things had continued for me as they were. But I'm really enjoying just spending time with my family now. After I'd read several chapters I went to see if Hugh wanted to go to the gym, but couldn't find anyone until my Mom called out that they were in the back yard. My brother was helping my Dad with the gardening (it was only raining slightly) while my Mom sat under the shelter with a cup of fruit tea. It smelt kinda like ribena, but tasted of nothing. So I made myself a cup of tea & sat on the step & watched them & talked about the stuff I'd read about Warwick, & the the last chapter I'd read (Achilles Fights the River) & how silly I thought it was. It conjures up images of Achilles stabbing at the water with a spear. Obviously that's not what the chapter's about, but it's what it makes me think of. After they were done with the gardening Hugh & I headed out to the gym, & I wished I hadn't had that cup of tea. When I'd made it we had about 30mins until they were done gardening, but it practically took me that long to drink it. I was pretty sure I was going to stop improving tonight, but I did, by even more than the night before. Very pleased. Though tired. Hugh had been lifting weights on & off all afternoon so was once again feeling the strain. & once again we sang along to loud music & did silly dance moves. We walked home about 11.30pm, & our parents were already in bed, so we hung around in the kitchen & I made Hugh jelly & we watched 30 Rock & old episodes of Family Guy while Hugh kept checking to see how much the jelly had set. He was very impatient. My Dad came down briefly & we chatted before he told Hugh to go to bed soon. Then when I was trying to get him to go upstairs to bed the whole vampire thing started, & I was falling back across the kitchen counter & laughing so hard. It really was funny. & then that brings me to now, & to reading The Iliad. I wonder how long it will take me to finish these final chapters. Only 5 left & I've still not got to the wooden horse part.*** *** That would b
Achilles in chariot, one of the two bronze reliefs at the entrance to the Achillion Palace near Gastouri, Corfu. Achillion Palace is a luxurious and beautiful villa in Corfu, and it was originally built for Elisabeth von Wiltelsbach Empress of Austria or widely known as Princess Sissy. The villa itself was built in 1892 by the Italian architect Raphael Carito. The construction was built in the architectural style of Pompeii, although it includes elements of the Ionic, Roman and Aeolic traditions. The large building has three floors adorned with many statues and paintings. The vast gardens surrounding the palace, with a wonderful view of a large part of the island, run down to the coast road. Given her passion and admiration for the Greek mythology, the Empress decided to name the palace Achillion in the honour of Achilles, and to populate the building and its surroundings with a plethora of statues representing sundry other mythological and historical Greek and Roman figures. Even if the empress as such did not get to enjoy her retreat as much as expected – she was murdered eight years later – her mark on the place is represented by the fact that the establishment is piled with statues, a feature deemed rather kitschy by certain advised characters, such as Lawrence Durrell. Another feature to draw hostile comments as to the artistic qualities of the Achillion Palace is represented by the fact that the style itself in which the establishment was built is uncertain and difficult to qualify. All in all, the Achillion, as controversial as it might be in regard of its artistic and architectural merits, remains one of the undeniable major tourist attractions of the region and of the entire island of Corfu. The Empress used the villa as a summer retreat until her assassination in 1898 while in Geneva. It wasn’t until 1907 that the Achillion was bought by Kaiser Wilhelm II of Germany, who used the palace as a place to go to unwind and relax. After World War II, Achillion became a public estate.

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