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September 16th, 2000 in Sydney, Australia.

The world had no idea what was in store for them.

The men's 4 x 100m freestyle relay.

Some have called it the best team swim race in history.

I'm Cody Simpson

and this is My Olympic Moment.

(CODY SIMPSON MUSICIAN/SONGWRITER)

I think maybe something that a lot of people didn't know

is that I did swim competitively pretty seriously

before I started to get really busy with my music.

I was Australian champion for butterfly and freestyle

for about four or five years in a row growing up.

Swimming, for me, really embedded

that competitive spirit within me since I was a young boy

and I've really taken that with me

as I've grown up and I now apply that to my music

and that always makes me want to get better

as a songwriter and as a guitar player.

I really was born into the sport.

Both of my parents were Australian champion swimmers

and that's how they met.

So ever since I can remember,

I was kinda destined to be involved in it in some way.

I started competing really, really young,

when I was about nine or ten years old

and loved it ever since my first race.

2000 Summer Olympics in Sydney, Australia.

The men's 4 x 100m freestyle relay.

America has always been dominant in this relay,

but Australia had a really good team

that Olympics led by Ian Thorpe.

Could Australia do it and pull off a huge upset?

The buzzer goes off and

everyone's into the water.

USA in lane four.

Australia in lane five.

So Michael Klim gets off to a really, really quick

first leg leading by half a body length.

On the first leg of the relay,

Michael Klim also broke

the individual 100m freestyle record

with a time of 48.18.

Australia really got off to the start that they needed.

The crowd was going nuts.

The whole stadium was going off.

Second swimmer, Chris Fydler,

keeps up the momentum.

And then Ashley Callus dives in

and he's swimming like he's never swum before,

but the American swimmer quickly caught him.

This was terrible. Everyone was wondering now if Australia

was going to lose the race because the Americans

were catching up quick.

Now we have the last Aussie, Ian Thorpe,

and the last American, Gary Hall Jr,

anxiously waiting to get in the water.

Two of the world's best swimmers

waiting for their team-mates.

Ian Thorpe, Australia's anchor,

exploded off the block

and into the water.

Gary Hall Jr was almost instantly

pulling ahead of Ian Thorpe

and it was not looking good for Australia.

In the final 50 meters,

America was still ahead,

but Ian Thorpe was slowly

mowing him down.

Which country would reach the wall first?

During the final stretch, we had anticipation building,

until Ian Thorpe finally came ahead

in the last moments.

And Australia just exploded.

It was incredible.

Australia had just won the Olympic gold.

The Americans, the undefeated champions

of this event, finally lost

and Australia in their home country were able to do it.

Australia had set a new world record at 3.13.6 minutes.

Australia had beaten the Americans by .19 seconds.

It was that close.

To be great at anything,

a serious level of discipline, hard work, determination

and devotion of mind, body and spirit is necessary,

whether it's a sport or an art form like music.

I am humbled day to day by the fact

that I have so many people out across the globe

that are willing to listen to me and the things

that I have to say and the music that I have to give.

That keeps me going on a day-to-day basis.

I can be up on stage in front of a crowd

and inspire other people to go after

what they believe in and what they dream.

I just want to inspire other people to reach new heights.

This is My Olympic Moment.

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"MINIMAL", ELEGANT PLAYER, AN ALTERNATIVE TO PLAY MUSIC - Duration: 2:50.

Hello everyone and welcome

a new computer tutorial Ebm

I'll teach you a

music player for our

smartphone that may be an option

quite valid the famous play music

I'm going in

for my smartphone and I'm going to

play store and I'll download this

minimum program is called the good

has is that it takes up very little and has

very convenient features is ready

Of reproduction

albums etc. and also

we can see the covers

the disc itself is so then

an option as I have said before

quite valid to replace the play

While music is already installed it

I open it and here directly

as we already he begins to

I have the sound play

removed by rights

folders albums

genre artists

even as I have lists

Reproduction of all kinds

You are leaving the option of all music

it directly and we see that I get

music and I have on my smartphone

then we would see that I have the button

Play to start playing

is very

easy in that respect I have for him

albums I have for you could go in there

we'll see how different I

I have folders albums'll have it

a choice of equalizer still

It is developed then as

and it is not available

As you can see down to the bottom

You could scroll through songs

It is more or less the entire program

You see very simple to use and that

any time you can download

for mostly for phones

they are a little older and not

well until

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I can give you might like

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where it says signing up if you will be

informed of the video or videos that I upload

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any comments or suggestions or

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I answer all very well thank you very much

and even video tomorrow

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5 QUESTIONS I WAS DYING TO ASK MY TEACHERS / SMK BBSL - Duration: 3:56.

- Good luck to 4N!

- AikK! What is this?

*illuminati soundtrack*

*super mario theme soundtrack*

- No

*giggles*

- Culinary

- No

- She's lying!

- Actually I have a lot of hidden talents

- which no one knows about

- that I can sing very well

*playback in slow motion 1x*

*playback in slow motion 3.5x*

*sarcasm soundtrack*

- Hello.. hello.. should I sing a song

*super mario theme soundtrack*

*Mermaid man and barnacle boy theme soundtrack*

- A bit naughty but clever

*epic half dab*

- When I first entered 4N..

- I thought they were really cool and bright

- But as I started teaching them..

- I realized that..

- There's a lot of work that needs to be done..

- Very naughty

- Happening

*irdina doesn't understand 'huh'*

- Now.. still naughty and still clever

- More naughtier than before

- I still miss them

- That means we're cool

- Exams are going on..

- I can see the students are really

- Getting very stressed

- Trying their best to perform

- But let's see after the results..

- what's gonna happen

*thug life soundtrack*

*super mario theme soundtrack*

- Hi, Cikgu Hasrul!

- I enjoy teaching them

- Because they are very active

- very bubbly

- very responsive..

- but sometimes they also tend to..

- talk nonsense

- No *being forced to film laughter*

- I think she forgot

- Everyone were smiling..

- happy

- and can answer a question very well

*crowd 'aw' soundtrack*

- The moment that i scold them..

*playback in the devil's vision*

*super mario theme soundtrack*

- Check Irdina out and check me out, guys

- What do you think?

- I rest my case

*game over super mario soundtrack*

- I don't care

*game over super mario soundtrack*

- It is impossible!

*game over super mario soundtrack*

- How do you deal with your emotions when irdina is hotter than you?

- I'm happy

- she's happy *screams*

*playback*

*playback in slow-motion 3.5x*

*super mario theme soundtrack*

- What!?

- It's very impossible, Irdina!

- Oh, am I even hot?

- No, i'm not hot

- I'm just a normal teacher

*crowd 'aw' soundtrack*

- Actually I don't think so i'm hot

- Because i'm a bit plump

- But I can say that i'm quite beautiful.. thank you

- Always smile and..

- say hi to everybody

*sudden slap*

- I'm in love with the shape of you

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[CC] My Little Pony: Legend Of Everfree - Legend You Were Meant To Be (English) - Duration: 2:28.

I used to think that stories were just that

Set in stone, concrete as a fact

It didn't dawn on me

That I could change history

Now I know I'm writing my own song

Fight my way to the ending that I want

I'll turn a tragedy

Into an epic fantasy

Hey, hey, hey

You can be a hero too

Oh-oh-oh

Take my hand, I'm here for you

Come away with me

Be the legend you were meant to be

You'll always be ever free

To be the legend you were meant to be

There was a time when fear would hold me down

'Cause I let it chain me to the ground

Look at me now, I'm soaring high

It's never boring in the sky

When I know I've got friends on my side

Whatever trials, I'll take them all in stride

Together we will shine so bright

A radiant brilliance in the night

Hey, hey, hey

You can be a hero too

Oh-oh-oh

Take my hand, I'm here for you

Come away with me

Be the legend you were meant to be

You'll always be ever free

To be the legend you were meant to be

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White Chocolate Cookies Recipe - Duration: 3:11.

Hey guys welcome to my channel!

In this video I will show you how I make white chocolate cookies.

They are so good and simple to make and they don't require allot of ingredients

For these cookies you will need:

Butter

All purpose flour

An egg

Vanilla extract, baking soda and salt

Brown and white sugar

And chocolate

To the flour add salt and baking soda and whisk it together.

The exact measurements will be in the description box down below.

Now to the butter, add the brown and white sugar

Here I am creaming the butter and the sugar

The butter should be at room temperature, that while make it much easier to cream it.

Cutting the butter in cubes can also make it easier to cream.

You can also do this with a kitchen machine if you have one.

Eventually it should look like this

Now add the egg* and vanilla extract

So after the egg has been incorporated, add the flour

You want to mix it until you see no more flour, but don't mix any longer

Then lastly add the chocolate, I used regular chocolate which i chopped in cubes because

I couldn't find chocolate chips for baking.

But if you do not set the oven too high, that shouldn't be a problem.

So after the chocolate has been incorporated take a spoon, or an ice cream scoop, to make dough balls.

So after I formed the balls, I put it in the refrigerator for 30 minutes.

Then put them on a lined baking sheet,

make sure to leave some space in-between as they will spread in the oven.

My oven was a bit too hot, so the browned more than their supposed to.

But if you bake them in a preheated oven on a temperature of 175 C for about 8-10 minutes,

you should be good.

The sweetness combined with the salt makes them absolutely delicious.

You can also freeze in the dough balls, and when your ready to use them just take them

out of the freezer.

Let it defrost and pop them in the oven.

Thanks for watching guys!

If you liked this video, make sure to like it and I will see you in my next video.

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AWKWARD AMERICAN!! Clinking Glasses in Germany & USA - Duration: 6:04.

Someone gets a new drink and another round of toasting starts up again.

I nervously go from person to person trying not to spill my wine, trying to make eye contact,

and just in general trying not to look too nervous about the whole thing as I go.

Hey everyone! I'm Dana and you're watching Wanted Adventure Living Abroad.

As I mentioned in my awkward cheek kisses video, there are many things here in Germany

that I have really gotten used to and even gotten quite good at doing.

But like the double cheek kiss thing, toasting here in Germany is something that after 7

years of living here, I'm still pretty awkward at.

For one, here in Germany it's considered bad luck not to look people directly in the

eyes when you clink glasses with them.

In fact they say that not doing this could get you 7 years of bad sex.

But I'm just over here trying not to spill my wine all over the table.

I'm not always the most graceful person in the world.

In fact, I can be downright clumsy a lot of the time.

And so when I have a delicate little wine glass in my hand, especially when I'm trying

to hold it pinched between my fingers like you're apparently supposed to do for some reason.

I don't know why, because this feels like a very top-heavy situation to me with all the

liquid in here.

So I need all the concentration that I can muster zeroed in on my own glass as I move

it through the air and then gently, oh so gently, tap it against someone else's glass.

But alas, I know that in Germany it's customary to make eye contact, so what I usually end

up doing is, like, half looking at the person, but then, sort of, darting my eyes back and

forth between their gaze and my glass, their gaze and my glass, and I'm guessing that

in the end I just sort of end up looking anxious or scared as I try my best to

toast glasses with them.

In addition to all of that though, in the U.S., what I'm used to is only toasting

glasses one time at the beginning of a meal when everyone gets their first drink, and

sometimes not even then.

In my experience we toast glasses in the U.S. only if it's some sort of special occasion.

A girl's night out, a birthday party, anniversary, some sort of holiday.

But if I'm just having lunch with a couple of friends or I'm meeting a friend at a

casual restaurant, we're not dressed up, we're just ordering sodas, we're probably not

going to toast glasses.

Not even once at the beginning.

While in Germany it's been my experience that clinking glasses happens at most meals

that I have with my friends, whether it's out to eat at a fancy restaurant or just meeting

up at a casual bar-restaurant around the corner, or even just eating a relaxed meal at home.

And I've also learned that toasting glasses can happen not once, not twice, not three

times, but an infinite number of times during a meal or a night out in Germany.

For example, if someone finishes their drink and then gets a new one, well then everyone

toasts glasses all over again.

Or if a certain special song gets played at Oktoberfest, which they seem to do every time

I turn around, then everyone has to toast their glasses again.

And by everyone, I mean everyone.

That's another difference I've noticed.

In the U.S. if you're sitting six people around a table, and you all get your drinks

at the beginning, it's a special night, someone says, "Cheers!" and raises their

glass towards the center, everyone else would probably just kind of pick up their glass

and come in toward the center.

You might not technically end up meeting everyone's glass with your own.

It's often just one big symbolic toasting.

If there's someone at the other end of the table that you really wanted to toast glasses

with, but you just couldn't reach, then you might do this move: the silent

glass lift and nod.

In Germany, everyone clinks glasses with everyone else.

Most of the time. But sometimes not.

And that is where Awkward Dana strikes again.

Sometimes at even bigger events, of like 15 people or more, sometimes just one section

of the table over here will start toasting, and not the other half over here.

But somehow I end up getting caught right in the middle, and I don't know if I'm

part of the toasting side or the non-toasting side.

So I just sit there, again, totally awkward, waiting to see if anyone is going to invite

me into the toast or not.

It is so embarrassing to admit this out loud.

So my question for you is: What is the custom of toasting glasses where you live and are

you awkward at this too, or is it just me?

Please let me know in the comments below.

Thanks so much for watching.

I really hope that you enjoyed this video.

And of course, as always, I hope you will also enjoy the bloopers that are coming up next.

Until next time, auf Wiedersehen!

So! So!

See if I can talk and hold a wine glass at the same time.

Okay, I got the wine.

It is a lot more embarrassing to admit this out loud than I thought it was going to be.

And I've also learned that toasting glassens...glassens. - Glassens?

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Clash Royale Olympics| Who's the Fastest Team? • Season 5• (Offical Movie) - Duration: 10:50.

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Superkilen - study in Denmark #7 - Duration: 6:26.

previously

*if you wanna know what are we saying

watch last episode!

I'm too lazy to translate it one more time

Sorry*

Welcome ladies and gentelmen

we're at Red Sqare

also known as

I can't

Is it THAT awful?

No, but very hard to bite

Give me some

OMG

Shit

as superkilen

it's more known as superkilen then as red square

It has been designed by superflex group

Maybe you know them.

In collaboration with other people

Bjarke ingels group,

topotek 1...

It was opened sometime during summer 2015

Want some?

So it's not that old

Hold on, I'm speaking here

I have no idea what it is

It's just a colorful place

where everyone is having fun

It's like playground but more fun

They...OMG, I just can't...

They say it's

if I have somethining in my teeth it's because of that

They say it's a public park

Public park

I'd say it's a playground for everyone

Yes, it's more like that

We have here swings for 4 people

We have something is russian here

I think one of the main purposes of this place

is to combine different cultures

Yes! We have something in russian,

something possibly chinese?

Yes

Somethin asian, I'm not good at distinguising asian letters

We have something from Jamaica...

Och, and also, there are benches from all around the world

Or, for example, there's this famous beach in California, Santa Monica

with kind of gym with things to exercise

like ropes etc.

We have a carbon copy of it here as well!

Yep, right there

Miami!

Now we can feel like we're in Miami

And here's the gym!

Challenge for Kasia!

I mean, she challenged herself

I hope I won't die

Wait, what are you trying to do? You wanna reach the second one?

I'm not that crazy. Or am I?...

Try

Yes! One of out ten done!

This place

how to say celebrate in more sophisitcated what?

celebrates di...divers...

This place celebrates diver...

One more time

Go on

No, you

This place celebrates diversity

This place cele...

This place celebrates diversity

Ooo! It's like....

world exhibitin for local citizens

Mmmm, there are things from more than 60 countries here

Mmmm, the whole place is 750 meters long

and has a bike lane

That's how I discovered it,

when I was biking to school

What's manhole?

There's even something from Gdansk, Poland!

Swings from Iraq

banks from Brazil

fountain from Marocco

Wait, where is it?

There, you'll see

Litter bins from England

Those neons are:

Russian hotel and

Chinease beauty salon

Superkilen has won several awards

This pigeon is walking into the frame

So, to sum things up, it's a cool place

And also! Palm trees grow here when it's not cold

Are they here?

No way *they were there*

Guys, I can't find Kasia

Ooo! She's been hiding there!

Look there

you see lines for people to walk?

Yep, for drunk people

Feels like Miami beach

or LA

but in Denmark

I have to run up there

Ready?

I don't know, I can't see

Running, woohoo

The whole design is from Palestina, right?

Come on

It's going to Central Station as well

They threw us out of bus

but we wren't the only ones

they threw everyone out

Right now we're in city center

and we're taking a train this time

what's going to happen next?

Today we're cooking

Maybe. We'll see

If you wanna buy them

you can go to our shop

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Graded reader level 3: A Taste of Murder - Sue Arenggo - Duration: 1:01:28.

A taste of murder by Sue Arengo

Chapter one: I arrive at The Grange

'Claremont Private Nursing Agency.

This is Angela speaking.

Can I help you?'

'Angela?

It's Anne...

Anne Harrison.

Have you got the information about that new job?'

'Oh, hello Anne.

Wait a minute...

Yes, here it is!

We need a private nurse for Mrs Kitty Blakemore.'

'Kitty Blakemore?

The famous writer?'

'Yes,' said Angela.

'That's right.

But, listen Anne, there isn't really much wrong with her.

Her heart is a little weak, but she's not really ill.

She's just a hypochondriac.'

'Oh, I see... one of those.

What's the address?'

'The Grange, Kingsfield, Sussex,' said Angela.

'She wants you to be there tomorrow morning.

Good luck!'

Early next morning, I drove to Kingsfield, a pretty little village near the sea.

The Grange was just outside the village, at the end of a private road.

It was a large grey house.

I rang the bell and waited.

No one answered, so I rang it again.

At last, the door opened and a young blonde girl appeared.

She wore a dark blue dress and a white apron.

She stood there and stared at me.

'Yes?' she said.

'I'm Nurse Harrison,' I said.

'The nursing agency sent me.'

'Oh, yes.

Come in.'

I followed her into the hall.

A tall woman, about forty years old, was coming down the stairs.

'Nurse Harrison?' she asked.

We shook hands.

'I'm Stella Vixon, the housekeeper.'

She was quite beautiful, but also a little strange and frightening.

She was very controlled and there was something mysterious about her eyes.

'I hope you'll be happy here,' she said.

'Charlotte will show you to your room now.'

Then she smiled at me strangely and walked away.

I followed Charlotte up the stairs and down a long corridor.

She pushed open a door at the end.

'Here's your room,' she said.

I put down my suitcase.

I waited for her to go away but she didn't.

Instead, she sat down on my bed.

'Why do you want to work in this place?' she asked.

'It's just a job,' I replied.

'Mrs Blakemore's terrible,' said Charlotte.

'She's not really sick.

She just wants to lie in bed all day and give us orders.

I don't know why her husband likes her.

He's famous too, you know.

He writes wonderful music.

Have you ever heard of him?

No?

Well, he's lucky.

He's away at the moment.

He's working in Wales.

Poor us!

We have to stay here with her!'

Charlotte was talking and I was brushing my hair and looking at her in the mirror.

She took something out of her apron pocket and examined it.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and she jumped off the bed.

She quickly put the thing back in her pocket.

Stella Vixon came in.

'Are you still here, Charlotte?' she said.

'Hurry up and go downstairs.

Oh... and...

Mrs Blakemore has lost one of her rings.

It's not in her jewel box.

Do you know anything about it?'

'What do you mean?

I'm not a thief!' cried Charlotte angrily.

'I didn't take it!'

'All right,' said Miss Vixon.

'Calm down.

I only said, "Do you know anything about it?"

Now hurry up and go and do your work.'

Then she turned to me.

'If you're ready, Nurse Harrison, we'll go and see Mrs Blakemore now.'

Chapter two: Mrs Blakemore

I followed Miss Vixon down the corridor.

We went to another part of the house.

She knocked on a heavy white door and we walked into Mrs Blakemore's bedroom.

The curtains were half closed and the room was quite dark.

A woman about fifty-five years old was sitting up in bed.

'Is that the new nurse?' she asked in a sharp voice.

I was surprised because she really did look very white and sick.

Some bottles of medicine and bottles of pills were on the table beside the bed.

The bed itself was covered with books, letters and half-eaten chocolates.

'Yes.

This is Nurse Harrison,' said the housekeeper.

'Good,' said Mrs Blakemore.

'Now you - get out and leave us alone.'

I was astonished.

But Miss Vixon said nothing.

She just smiled politely and left the room.

Mrs Blakemore stared at me.

'You look intelligent, Nurse,' she said.

'These others... they're all useless.

I'm not getting better, you know.

I'm getting worse.'

A look of fear came into her eyes.

'Do you know... sometimes I think that someone is poisoning me.'

'Nonsense!'

I said.

'You just need some nice fresh air!'

I pulled back the curtains and opened the window.

Sunlight poured into the room.

I took her temperature.

It was perfectly normal.

'Now, Mrs Blakemore,' I said.

'A nice walk in the garden will make you feel a lot better.'

'Oh, don't be silly,' she said.

'I'm much too weak.'

At that moment, Miss Vixon opened the door and said, 'Doctor Spencer is here.'

A short, fat man with glasses came in.

'And how's my patient today?' he asked.

'I've got a very nasty taste in my mouth, Doctor,' she complained.

'My legs hurt and I feel sick.'

'Ah!' he said.

'But you've got a nice new nurse!

What a lucky woman you are!'

'Listen, Doctor,' said Mrs Blakemore.

'I'm not getting better.

I was sick last night.'

'Oh, dear,' said Doctor Spencer.

'You've been eating too many chocolates!'

He smiled at her and then at me.

'I'm really sick, you fool!' said Mrs Blakemore angrily.

'My dear lady,' said Doctor Spencer, gently.

'Please don't worry.

You worry too much.'

He looked at me.

'I'll just give her a little injection.

It will calm her down.'

I nodded.

'She has some strange ideas,' he said.

'She's a writer, you see.'

The injection worked.

Soon she was lying there quietly.

Then Doctor Spencer noticed the chocolates.

'Look!

What did I say?

More chocolates...

Dear... dear...'

'Yes, my nephew always brings me chocolates,' said Mrs Blakemore.

'Your nephew?'

'My nephew... our vicar...

The Reverend John Palmer,' she explained in a tired voice.

'Oh.

So he's your nephew, is he?

That's interesting,' said the doctor.

'I didn't know that.'

'I've told you hundreds of times,' said Mrs Blakemore.

Tour memory isn't very good, is it?

Or perhaps you just want to annoy me.'

He laughed a little nervously and he left the room.

'Useless man!' she said.

Then she smiled at me strangely.

'I've got a little joke for Doctor Spencer.'

'Have you?'

I said.

'Yes.

I've told him that I'm going to leave him a lot of money in my will.

When I die.

But it's not true.

No, I'm not going to leave him anything.'

Mrs Blakemore laughed weakly.

'He's a useless doctor.'

'Why don't you get a new one?'

I asked.

'This isn't London, you know,' she said.

'This is the country.

There's only one other doctor near here and he lives ten miles away.

He's useless, too.

The world is full of useless people.'

She closed her eyes.

'Anyway, I'm leaving all my money to my nephew.'

'But what about your husband?'

'Edward?'

Her face looked almost kind for a moment.

'Edward doesn't want my money.

He has plenty of his own.

Even this house is his.

Anyway, he doesn't really care about money.

He only thinks about music.'

She put another chocolate in her mouth and ate it.

Outside, in the corridor, I met Charlotte.

She was carrying Mrs Blakemore's lunch.

She took it into the bedroom and then she showed me the way to the kitchen.

Here we all ate in silence until Bernard, the cook, suddenly put down his knife and

fork.

'What do you think of her, then?' he asked me.

'Mrs Blakemore?

Oh, she seems all right,' I replied.

'All right?' he said.

'She's rude, selfish and mean.

Do you know, she's got lots of money... loads of it.

But she always makes us use the last little bit of everything.

The last bit of milk, the last bit of bread.'

'Well, perhaps she doesn't like to waste anything,' I said.

There was silence again.

'Mrs Blakemore thinks that someone is poisoning her,' I said.

Bernard laughed.

'Really?' he said.

'I'm sure that we would all like to poison her, if we could.

I would do it if I could think of a good way.'

Miss Vixon's face went white.

'Bernard!'

'Well, it's true, isn't it?' he said.

'You don't like her either, do you?'

Miss Vixon didn't answer.

Bernard went to get the ice-cream from the fridge.

He walked with some difficulty.

I saw that he had something wrong with his left leg.

Suddenly Charlotte said to me, 'That's a nice ring you have.

It's a diamond, isn't it?'

'Yes,' I said.

(At last the conversation had changed!)

'I'm getting married next year.

My boyfriend's name's David and he's a sailor.

He's going to be away at sea for the next six months.'

'Oh, I'd like to get married too,' Charlotte said.

'I want to marry a rich man.

Then I can have a big house like this and a maid.'

She laughed.

'Who knows... perhaps if Mrs Blakemore dies, Mr Blakemore will marry me!

He's a bit old... but he's famous and he is rich!'

'If that's a joke, Charlotte, it's not very funny,' said Miss Vixon.

Bernard laughed again.

'Yes, Charlotte.

Keep your mouth shut.

Mr Blakemore would never want to marry a silly little girl like you.'

Chapter three: A nasty taste

After lunch, I visited my patient.

She was asleep.

The plate was by the bed.

She hadn't eaten very much.

'Mmm...'

I thought.

'She doesn't need all these bottles of medicine and pills.

She just needs some vitamin tonic.'

I decided to walk into the village and buy some for her.

It was a beautiful afternoon and the village looked very pretty.

As I passed the church, I remembered that the vicar was Mrs Blakemore's nephew.

So I went inside to have a look.

It was a lovely old building, but it was in a terrible condition.

Some of the coloured glass in the windows was broken and there were holes in the roof.

There was only one shop in Kingsfield.

The woman who owned it was busy.

She was talking to a thin man in a black suit.

'Oh dear, Vicar,' she said.

'It's going to cost a lot of money to mend that roof.'

'Don't worry, Mrs Owen,' he said.

'We'll get the money.'

Then she noticed me... a stranger.

Her smile disappeared.

'Yes?' she said.

The vicar turned round.

I could see his face now.

It was a proud face, with a thin mouth and dull eyes.

So, this was Mrs Blakemore's nephew!

'Hello!'

I said brightly.

'A bottle of tonic please!'

That evening, I saw Reverend Palmer again.

I had just helped Mrs Blakemore to go to her bathroom.

She wanted to wash and brush her teeth.

When he came in, I was helping her to get back into bed.

He was holding another box of chocolates.

'Ah, John, it's you!

Come and sit down,' she said.

'Look!

I've got a nice new nurse.

She's going to make me better.'

He looked at me but I don't think he remembered me.

'Smile, John, smile,' his aunt said.

'You're always so serious.'

'That's because I am very worried about the church, Aunt Kitty,' he said.

'We need thousands of pounds to mend the roof.'

'Oh, stop it,' said Mrs Blakemore.

'You're always talking about the church.

It's so boring!

Come on, Nurse, open the chocolates.

My nephew needs something to make him smile.'

But he stood up.

'No, not for me, thank you, Aunt.

I must go now.

I'm very busy.'

I opened the box of chocolates and gave it to Mrs Blakemore.

Then I left the room.

Outside the door, I met Charlotte.

She was carrying Mrs Blakemore's dinner.

'What's she having tonight?'

I asked.

'Scrambled eggs,' said Charlotte.

'We're having scrambled eggs, too.'

I went down to the kitchen.

Bernard and Miss Vixon were talking.

When they saw me, they stopped.

I sat down.

The silence was worse than at lunchtime.

Mrs Blakemore only ate half of her scrambled eggs.

'If you don't eat your food, you won't get better,' I said.

'I hate to waste things, but this tastes terrible,' she complained.

Take it away.

I want a glass of hot milk.'

I went back to the kitchen and I told Bernard.

'Oh, she always says my food tastes terrible,' he said.

'She wants a glass of hot milk,' I told him.

'Does she?' he said.

'Well, I'm not making it for her.'

'I'll make it,' said Miss Vixon.

'Don't worry, Nurse.

Go and watch television.

I'll take it up to her.'

I watched television until nine thirty.

Then I went upstairs.

'I must brush my teeth again,' said Mrs Blakemore.

'I've got a very nasty taste in my mouth.'

I helped her to get out of bed.

'You really are very weak,' I said.

'Tomorrow you must eat all your food.'

'Oh, don't talk to me about food!'

I stood beside her in the bathroom.

I thought she might fall.

The toothpaste was nearly finished, but she managed to get out every last bit.

She brushed her teeth several times.

I smiled.

I remembered what Bernard had said about her.

'That's better,' she said.

'Get me some more toothpaste tomorrow, Nurse.

Here.'

She gave me the empty tube.

'This is the kind I like.

They don't sell it in the village.

You'll have to drive to Hastings.

My husband usually gets it for me.'

I put the tube in my apron pocket.

Then I put my arm around her, because she was so weak.

She couldn't breathe very well.

Perhaps she wasn't a hypochondriac.

Perhaps she really was ill.

I felt a bit worried and I decided to telephone Doctor Spencer the next day.

Chapter four: A suspicious death

But the following morning, there was an urgent knock on my door.

It was Stella Vixon.

'Nurse!

Nurse!' she cried.

'Something terrible has happened!

Mrs Blakemore's dead!'

I stared at her.

'Dead?'

'Yes.

I must go,' she said.

'I must go and telephone Mr Blakemore at once.

Oh!

What am I going to say?'

'Telephone Doctor Spencer, too,' I said.

Then I ran down the corridor.

Mrs Blakemore was lying with her eyes open.

The light beside her bed was still on and the curtains-were closed.

The empty milk glass was on the floor.

I lifted her arm, but it was already cold.

A strange, sweet smell came from her mouth.

Charlotte appeared with the breakfast.

'Take that away,' I said.

'I'm going to call the police.'

'The police?' she whispered.

'Why?'

'I think that Mrs Blakemore has been murdered.'

I phoned the police and a moment later Doctor Spencer arrived.

'Oh dear,' he said.

'I can't understand it.

Her heart was a little weak, but it was nothing serious.

I just can't understand it.

I didn't think that she would die.'

'No, Doctor, neither did I,' I said coldly.

'But perhaps her heart wasn't the problem.

Can you smell that strange smell?

Perhaps she has been poisoned.'

'Poisoned?'

His hands shook.

'You're not serious!'

'Yes, I am,' I said.

'She thought that she was being poisoned.

But I didn't believe her.

She said that her legs hurt and that she felt sick.

I didn't do anything.

But now I remember.

Poison can make people feel like that.'

Doctor Spencer looked at Mrs Blakemore, then at me.

Then he looked at the door.

Did he want to escape?

At last, he said quietly,

'Perhaps we should telephone the police.'

'Don't worry,' I said.

'I've already done that.'

When the police arrived, Miss Vixon brought them in.

The Inspector was wearing a dark suit; the policewoman was in uniform.

'Inspector Braddock and Police Constable Hemmings,' she announced.

'Ah!

The police!

Good!' said Doctor Spencer, nervously.

He was still looking at the door.

'Has anyone touched anything or moved anything from the room?' asked Inspector Braddock.

'No,' said Miss Vixon.

Then he turned and looked at me.

'Are you the nurse who telephoned us?'

'Yes,' I said.

'I'm from the nursing agency.

I only arrived here yesterday.

Mrs Blakemore thought that someone was poisoning her.

But I didn't believe her.

You see, the agency told me that she was a hypochondriac.

Everyone said that she wasn't really ill.'

The policewoman picked up the empty chocolate box.

'Who gave her these chocolates?'

'Her nephew,' said Doctor Spencer.

'But you needn't worry.

He's our vicar.'

'Anyone can be a murderer,' said the Inspector calmly.

'We'll take that away, Constable.

We'll take those bottles of medicine and that bottle of tonic, too.'

'There's an empty glass on the floor here, sir,' PC Hemmings said.

'OK', said the Inspector.

'Pick it up.'

The policewoman put the things into a large plastic bag.

'What did Mrs Blakemore eat last night?' the Inspector asked.

'Scrambled eggs,' I said.

'But she only ate about half.

Bernard threw the last bit away.'

'Who's Bernard?'

'The cook.'

'I see,' said the Inspector.

'Who else works here?'

'Only Charlotte,' said Miss Vixon.

'The maid.'

Inspector Braddock looked out of the window.

'Perhaps Mrs Blakemore was poisoned,' he said.

'We don't know yet.

We must wait for the results of the autopsy.

Ah!

There's the ambulance.

They've come to take the body away.

Now then... is there a Mr Blakemore?'

'Yes,' said Miss Vixon.

'He's been working in Wales for a few weeks.

I've just called him.

He'll be here this evening.'

'Then we'll come back later,' said the Inspector.

'But first, I'd like to speak to Bernard and Charlotte.

Where's the kitchen?'

I went to my room and stayed there all day.

I felt terrible.

I blamed myself.

But I blamed Doctor Spencer and the nursing agency, too.

Why had none of us done anything to help her?

She had been sick.

She had been really sick.

And now she was dead.

Chapter five: Who is the murderer?

At about six o'clock I went downstairs.

Mr Blakemore had just arrived.

Charlotte was taking his suitcase.

He was a good-looking man of about fifty, with white hair.

His face was tired and worried.

'Come into my study,' he said to Miss Vixon.

'And tell me all about it.'

I went to the kitchen, because I wanted a sandwich.

Bernard was pouring away a bottle of milk.

'Bernard!'

I said.

'What are you doing?

The Inspector doesn't want us to throw anything away.'

He turned round.

'Are you suggesting that I poisoned her?

What about you?

It's strange, isn't it?

You arrive here and the next day Mrs Blakemore is murdered.'

'Don't be silly,' I said.

'I don't have a motive.'

Suddenly, Stella Vixon rushed in.

'Nurse Harrison!

Quick!

Can you come and see Mr Blakemore?'

When I reached his study, he was walking up and down.

'Sit down, Mr Blakemore,' I said.

'Here, let me pour a drink for you.'

'I want to be with her.'

He was crying quietly.

'Why can't I be with her?'

'I'm sorry,' I said.

'They took your wife's body away.'

He put his hands over his face.

Then Charlotte appeared at the door.

'It's the police,' she whispered.

'They're here again.'

They only spoke to Mr Blakemore that night.

But the next day they returned and questioned everybody.

Then the following day, a lawyer came to read the will.

Doctor Spencer and Reverend Palmer arrived to hear it with the others.

I was not invited, so I spent the morning in my bedroom.

Nothing was certain yet.

But I felt sure she had been murdered.

There were three questions: who?

How?

Why?

I made a list and tried to work it out.

1 Was it her nephew, The Reverend John Palmer, with his boxes of chocolates murder her for

the money to repair the village church?

2 Was it doctor Spencer, with his medicines and injections?

Did he think that she would leave him some money?

3 Was it Bernard, the cook?

Did he poison her rood?

Why did he hate Mrs Blakemore so much?

4 Was it Charlotte, the maid?

Did she put something into Mrs Blakemore's food?

Does she think that Mr Blakemore will marry her now?

5 Was it Stella Vixon, the housekeeper?

Did she poison die hot milk?

Why does she seem so strange?

Chapter six: They all have a secret

That afternoon, the Inspector announced: 'We now have the results of the autopsy.

Mrs Blakemore was poisoned.

She was probably given small amounts of arsenic for some time, to make her weak.

Then another poison, cyanide, finally killed her.'

He looked around at us all.

Everyone seemed nervous and uncomfortable.

'Now then...' he continued.

'What was the motive for this murder?

Well, money's usually a good motive.

And... in her will, Mrs Blakemore left all her money to her nephew several million pounds.

Nothing to anyone else.

Nothing to her husband.

This seems a bit strange.'

The Reverend John Palmer looked down at his hands, embarrassed.

'There's nothing strange about it,' said Mr Blakemore quietly.

'Kitty always said that she was going to leave everything to her nephew.

She had no children, you see.

And she was very fond of her sister.

So, when her sister died, she decided to look after her sister's son.

Anyway, she didn't need to leave me any money.

I have plenty.

And this house is all mine.'

'I see,' said the Inspector.

'Well, Vicar.

Now you've got plenty of money too, haven't you?

You can mend that church roof now, can't you?'

The Reverend Palmer's face went red, but he said nothing.

The Inspector continued.

'PC Hemmings, please read those lines about Doctor Spencer in the will.'

The policewoman stood up and read from the will.

'Doctor Spencer is expecting a reward.

But it was only a little joke.

I am sure that he will understand.'

'So, Doctor,' said the Inspector.

'Mrs Blakemore said that she would leave you some money, did she?'

'Well, yes...'

The doctor was cleaning his glasses nervously.

'A little reward, a little thank you for my help.'

'Oh, how terrible!' cried Charlotte.

'What a cruel joke!'

'If you expected some money,' said the Inspector, 'then perhaps you too had a motive for murder,

Doctor.'

'Oh, really!'

Doctor Spencer stood up.

'I won't listen to any more of this.

I'm a doctor, not a murderer!'

'We shall see,' said the Inspector.

'Sit down again please, sir.

Now...

Mrs Blakemore was not an easy person to live with.

Am I right?

She was often very rude and unkind.

Is this correct?'

'Well,' said Mr Blakemore.

'She could be difficult sometimes.

She was an intelligent woman and she didn't like fools.'

'But sir,' said the Inspector.

'You are an intelligent man... but you do not seem to be rude and unkind.'

'That's because he's a nicer person than she was,' said Charlotte hotly.

'I see.'

The Inspector looked closely at her.

'You didn't like Mrs Blakemore, did you?'

'No, I didn't,' said Charlotte angrily.

'Perhaps she didn't like you either.

But she gave you a job here, didn't she?

You were dismissed from your last job, because you stole things.

You left without any references.

And yet Mrs Blakemore accepted you here.'

'How do you know all that?'

cried Charlotte.

'We've been asking a lot of questions,' said the Inspector.

Then he turned to Bernard.

'Tell us something about yourself, Bernard.'

'What do you want to know?'

'How long have you known Mrs Blakemore?'

'I've worked here for four years,' he answered.

'Ah, yes, but you first met her a long time ago,' said the Inspector.

'I've been talking to your mother.

She said she used to be Mrs Blakemore's maid, years ago, in London.'

Bernard said nothing.

He touched his bad leg and looked unhappy.

'You remember, don't you Bernard?

You were the maid's child.

A poor little boy with a damaged leg.

Your mother worked for the rich lady in the big house.'

Stella Vixon was looking at Bernard.

She seemed sorry for him.

The Inspector continued.

'You needed an operation on your leg, didn't you?

But it was too expensive.

And Mrs Blakemore wouldn't help you, would she?'

Bernard suddenly spoke.

'She was so mean!' he cried angrily.

'My mother asked her for some money.

But she refused.

Then she dismissed my mother, for no reason.'

'Yes, I know,' said the Inspector calmly.

'Then years later, you came to work for Mrs Blakemore yourself.

You wanted to kill her, didn't you?'

Bernard laughed.

'I certainly hated her,' he said.

'But at first I didn't know that it was the same woman.

Believe me, Inspector, I was surprised to see her again.

I stayed because I like the country.

There are other reasons, too.'

He looked over at Charlotte with a smile, but she looked away from him angrily.

'I'm sorry, Inspector, but I didn't kill Mrs Blakemore.

It wasn't me.'

'We shall see,' said Inspector Braddock.

'Now...

I have a little problem.

We have examined the things from Mrs Blakemore's bedroom, but we can't find any evidence of

poison.

It's very strange.

She was certainly poisoned.

We found arsenic and cyanide in her stomach.

But how did they get there?

Perhaps something was thrown away before we arrived.'

I remembered that Bernard had thrown away some milk.

Was he guilty?

I even began to feel guilty myself.

Inspector Braddock wrote some notes on a piece of paper.

I looked around at everyone.

The Reverend Palmer sat very straight in his seat, his lips tightly closed.

Bernard looked angry.

Doctor Spencer was wiping his face and glasses again.

Charlotte looked frightened.

Stella Vixon's face was embarrassed.

She was looking down at her hands, like someone in pain.

I looked quickly across the room and noticed something.

For a second, only a second or two, Mr Blakemore lifted his head and looked at her.

There was something mysterious in his eyes.

'OK.

That's all for today,' said Inspector Braddock.

'We'll come back tomorrow.'

I was worried, but I didn't know why.

I had forgotten something.

But what?

Stella Vixon was very quiet during dinner.

Why had Mr Blakemore looked at her in that strange way?

Chapter seven: Two unhappy women

Later, at about ten o'clock, I left my bedroom and went down the corridor to the bathroom.

On my way back, I heard something.

Someone was crying.

The noise came from Miss Vixon's room, so I knocked on her door.

'It's me.

Nurse Harrison,' I said.

'Is anything wrong?'

The handle turned and the door opened a little.

'Can I come in?'

I said.

She looked terribly unhappy and her eyes were red.

'What's the matter?'

I asked.

'I can't tell you,' she whispered.

'Sit down here on the bed,' I suggested.

'You're normally so calm and controlled.

What is it?'

She looked at me for a moment.

Then she hid her face in her hands.

'I didn't want her to die,' she whispered.

'She wasn't always a very nice woman.

But murder!

That's terrible!'

I put my arm around her.

Yes, Stella Vixon was different from the others.

She was the only one with a kind heart.

She had never said anything nasty about Mrs Blakemore.

Someone in the house might be the murderer.

But it wasn't Stella Vixon, I felt sure.

'Please,' she said.

'You must go now.'

'But will you be all right?'

I was worried.

She seemed so frightened.

'Yes, go,' she said.

'I'm sorry.

It's my problem.'

'Well, try to get some sleep,' I said.

'I'll see you in the morning.'

'Yes.

Thank you, Nurse.

Goodnight.'

I was worried about her.

Perhaps Charlotte could help.

I went along the corridor to her room and knocked.

'Charlotte?

Can I come in?'

There was no reply.

So I knocked again.

At last she opened the door.

'What is it?' she said sleepily.

'I need to talk to you.'

'I'm half asleep,' she complained.

But she let me in.

She got back into bed.

I sat down beside her.

'I've just seen Miss Vixon.

She's been crying.

And she seems very frightened.

Do you know why?'

'No.

It's not my business.

She can do what she likes.

I don't care.'

'You don't like her, do you?

Why?'

She did not reply.

Instead she looked bored.

She began to play with something on one of her fingers.

It was a diamond ring.

'That's pretty,' I said.

'Where did you get it from?'

'It's mine,' she said quickly.

Then she hid the ring with her other hand.

'Someone gave it to me.'

'Is it one of Mrs Blakemore's rings?'

Her face went red.

'I didn't take it!

He gave it to me!'

'Who gave it to you?'

She would not answer.

'Listen, Charlotte,' I said.

I tried to be gentle.

'Did Mr Blakemore give you that ring?'

She started to cry quietly, angrily.

Then suddenly she said, 'I saw them.

He tried to kiss her.'

'Who?'

'I went into the study with some wood for the fire.

It was in February.

I saw them.'

Charlotte's eyes became darker.

'Why did he want her?' she said to herself.

She sounded jealous.

'What?

Who did you see?'

'Mr Blakemore, of course!'

I tried to understand.

'Charlotte... you went into the study.

And you saw Mr Blakemore.

And he was trying to kiss his wife?

Is that right?'

'No, silly!' she cried.

'Miss Vixon!'

I stared at her in astonishment.

She started to cry.

'Later, he gave me this little ring.

He said, "Be a good girl.

It can be our little secret, can't it?"'

I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything.

I remembered the strange look that Mr Blakemore had given Miss Vixon.

And the look of embarrassment on her face.

'I don't know why he wanted her,' said Charlotte.

'He wanted her to marry him.

But she told him not to be silly.

He was already married.'

She looked at me sadly and dried her blue eyes.

Then I remembered something.

Mr Blakemore had cried, "I want to be with her.

Why can't I be with her?"

Now I understood.

He hadn't been talking about his wife that night.

He had been talking about Stella Vixon.

'You've been a bit silly yourself, Charlotte,' I said.

'Mr Blakemore is much too old for you.

One day you'll meet the right man, I'm sure.

Now go to sleep.

You can tell all this to the police tomorrow morning.'

'The police!' she whispered.

'Why?'

'It may help them.'

'Will I have to give back the ring?'

'I don't know, Charlotte.

Anyway, there are more important things than your ring.'

I left her.

Outside, I began to shake with fear.

Did Mr Blakemore murder his wife?

No!

It was impossible!

He hadn't been in the house.

And yet... perhaps there was something I had forgotten.

What was it?

Chapter eight: A 'perfect' murder

Suddenly, I heard footsteps.

I hid myself in the shadows against the wall.

I saw the shape of a man at the end of the corridor.

He started to come towards me.

At Stella Vixon's door, he stopped and knocked quietly.

She didn't answer, so he knocked again, louder.

He began to walk away.

Then he came back.

'Stella!' he called, in a low voice.

'It's me...

Edward.

I must speak to you.

You can't refuse me.

Not now.'

He tried to open the door.

But it was locked.

At last, he stopped, and went away down the corridor.

I opened Charlotte's door.

'Charlotte!

Quick!

Get out of bed.

Lock your door.

And don't open it again to anyone tonight.

Not to anyone!

I hurried back to my room and locked my own door too.

I was still shaking.

It was him.

He had done it.

Yes, Mr Blakemore had murdered his wife!

And yet... it was impossible.

He had been away in Wales.

So he couldn't have done it.

Or could he?

I got into bed and lay down.

Perhaps he had put the poison into something before he went away.

There was something... something I had forgotten about.

What was it?

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't go to sleep.

My head was full of pictures...

pictures and voices.

I saw Mr Blakemore's face and he said, 'I'm all alone, Stella.

You can't refuse me now.'

Then I saw Miss Vixon's face.

Her eyes were red and she whispered,

'I didn't want her to die.'

She looked at me and said, 'It's terrible.

Someone has murdered Mrs Blakemore!'

I sat up and put the light on again.

Midnight.

It was going to be a long night.

Suddenly, a picture of Mrs Blakemore came into my head.

It was the evening of her death.

She was weak and thin.

I was helping her into the bathroom.

She wanted to brush her teeth.

She had a nasty taste in her mouth.

Then what?

Oh yes... she finished the toothpaste.

I had to get her some more.

It was an unusual type.

Her husband... her husband usually bought it for her in Hastings!

I opened my eyes.

I got out of bed and found my uniform.

I put my hand into the apron pocket.

Then I touched something hard and cold.

It was the empty toothpaste tube.

Of course!

So - it had nearly been the perfect murder.

Mr Blakemore had made sure that he was away... far away in Wales.

So no one would ever suspect him.

He had put the poison into the toothpaste.

No one would ever think of that.

His wife would use it every day until it was finished.

And the empty tube?

It would be thrown away.

So there would never be any evidence.

It was a large tube... enough for several weeks.

I turned the top and took it off.

Yes...

I could smell that strange, sweet smell again.

But how did he put the poison into the toothpaste?

Injections, probably.

Yes, injections of arsenic deep into the tube, through the opening.

And what about the cyanide at the bottom?

It was a long tube - too long for most needles.

I examined the tube very carefully.

I was looking for marks on the outside.

Yes, there were two very small holes in the metal, near the end.

I put the tube back in my apron pocket.

It was safe there.

Now I had to wait for the morning.

And the police.

I washed my hands carefully and climbed back into bed.

I tried to go to sleep.

But that was impossible.

Every time I closed my eyes, I could see Mrs Blakemore in her bathroom.

She was trying to get out every last bit...

every last bit of the toothpaste.

And I could hear Bernard's voice:

'Do you know, she's so mean that she always uses up the last little bit of everything!'

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Best options for Indian Navy : F-35 or Rafale - Duration: 12:39.

Welcome to WARN, Best options for Indian Navy : F-35 or Rafale

Imagine, if you will, a single fighter aircraft.

That fighter aircraft needs to fulfill multiple roles, in multiple services.

This includes, but not limited to, air-superiority, ground attack and reconnaissance.

This fighter must also have a carrier variant.

This single fighter type will make up the majority of the fighter fleet and must serve

as a tireless workhorse.

These two fighters represent that ideal.

Both the F-35 and the Rafale epitomize the "multirole" fighter type.

These aircraft are true "jack-of-all-trades" following in the footsteps of aircraft like

the Mig 29K.

Despite their similar design goals, these aircraft are extremely different.

Not only in design, but their construction and the very philosophy behind them.

The F-35 is a multinational effort with investors (and potential buyers) from all over the world.

Parts from the F-35 will be built all over the globe.

This was done as a deliberate attempt to lower costs and promote investment into the program.

In contrast, the Rafale was designed and built in France.

All of its various component systems, including engines, radar, sensors, EW suite, and most

of its weapons are all sourced from France.

This was done as a deliberate attempt to keep French defense and aerospace firms on the

cutting edge.

So which one got it right?

Let us find out.

Air-to-ground: Interdiction/Penetration: The Rafale's SPECTRA

suite has gained notoriety for being one of the best EW suites available.

Given that benchmarks for these sort of things are classified, and not available to a part-time

blogger like myself, I cannot say just how good it is.

There is a good chance it is the next best thing to a purpose built stealth aircraft.

The F-35 is a purpose built stealth aircraft, however.

There may be some debate over whether it offers sufficient protection against current and

future threats, but the truth is that the JSF is currently the stealthiest aircraft

available.

This may change in the future, but right now the F-35 is the best choice for sneaking past

enemy ground radar.

Advantage: F-35

Deep strike: Well...

This one is easy.

Both aircraft have a similar combat radius and ferry range using internal fuel only.

So it simply comes down to which one can carry more external fuel.

The Rafale can carry massive amounts of fuel in external drop tanks.

It can also be utilized for "buddy" refueling.

If that was not enough, every Rafale has the plumbing to mount CFTs, which have been tested

but not implemented.

As of now, the F-35 has no external fuel tanks.

Some concepts exist, but problems with separation have pushed external tank capability back

indefinitely.

The JSF will carry the AGM-158 JASSM-ER, but that missile's extra range cannot make up

the difference from having no external fuel options.

Advantage: Rafale

Payload: The Rafale makes for an impressive bomber, able to carry over 20,000lbs of ordinance

on 14 hardpoints.

While its not a bomber per se, it certainly comes close.

The F-35 has only 10 hardpoints and carries one ton less than the Rafale.

The JSF also has the limitation of its internal weapon bays.

While those bays are necessary for stealth, their size limits the type of weapon that

can be mounted inside.

Anything longer, wider, or heavier than a 2,000lb JDAM will have to step outside.

This one goes to the French.

The Rafale offers nearly the same ground-pounding capabilities as the much larger (and more

expensive) F-15E Strike Eagle.

Advantage: Rafale

Close air support: The F-35 is destined to replace the A-10 its iconic role.

Not many are buying that.

It is simply too fragile an aircraft and it burns through its fuel too fast to spend any

time on station.

To its credit, its EOTS acts as a built-in targeting pod and it will be outfitted with

MBDA Brimstone missiles.

This means it will likely be able to take out a few targets as it zips buy.

25mm cannons will be built into the A model, and available in external pods in the B and

C model.

While it currently lacks a low collateral damage weapon like the Brimstone, the Rafale

still gets by okay.

Its airframe is more durable than the JSF, has twin-engine redundancy, and it does quite

well flying low and slow, thanks to its carrier-friendly design.

While it has a 30mm cannon like the A-10, it is not the same weapon and it carries far

less ammo (125 rounds).

If the Rafale had Brimstone missile (or similar) capability it would get an easy win here.

Even still, its ability to loiter more with external tanks give it a slight advantage.

A Rafale pilot is also far more likely to fly closer to the battlefield, confident that

a stray bullet will not bring the fighter down.

Advantage: Rafale

Air-to-ground winner: Rafale.

While the F-35 may do a fine job at slipping through enemy defenses, the Rafale does a

better job at just about everything else when it comes to ground attack.

It flies further, can carry more bombs, and its more likely to mix it up with the troops.

Air-to-air: First look, first kill: The JSF is being marketed

with a massive emphasis on its ability "see" everything around it without being detected

itself.

With an advanced AESA radar, EOTS, and DAS (which replicates IRST) the F-35 certainly

will be able to get a good look at what is around it.

While the Rafale lacks the F-35's stealth, but it has a similarly sized AESA radar and

a IRST.

Part of its SPECTRA suite puts IR sensors high up on both sides of the tail, giving

a similar "god's eye view".

The Rafale is certainly good in this department, but the F-35 is just as good if not better,

plus it has its stealthy design.

Advantage: F-35

Beyond Visual Range: The F-35 pilot better hope it gets a successful sneak attack in,

because after that first shot, all bets are off.

The Rafale is not just faster in a straight line dash, but it climbs faster and cruises

faster as well.

On top of that, it will carry the ramjet powered Meteor BVR missiles, which look to be superior

to the F-35's AMRAAMs.

Unfortunately for the F-35, it may not even get the chance for that sneak attack.

It would likely have to enter into the Rafale's passive sensor range before it gets a clear

shot.

Its stealth may keep it safer from radar, but not much can be done to shield its big,

hot engine.

The Rafale's better high speed performance and better BVR missile make it the easy pick

here.

Advantage: Rafale

Within Visual Range: By now most have realized my disappointment with the Rafale's current

lack of HMD.

One has been tested, but it has yet to go operational with one.

HMD's really do help a fighter's WVR capability when combined with HOBS missiles.

Despite all this, the Rafale is still a very good WVR fighter, with impressive maneuverability,

thrust-to-weight, and the ability to fire HOBS missiles with the help of data links

and LOAL (lock on after launch capability).

While the F-35 has excellent HOBS potential thanks to its various sensors, it misses the

mark somewhat with its disappointing wing loading and thrust to weight numbers.

This alone is not enough to delegate it to second-rate WVR status.

What does is the fact the F-35 cannot carry an internally mounted WVR weapon.

Plans to carry the ASRAAM internally have been shelved.

Any F-35 in "stealth" configuration will have to rely strictly on 2 to 4 AMRAAMs.

This is really an "either/or" scenario.

If the Rafale had an HMD, it wins.

If the F-35 is carrying external WVR missiles, it wins.

If we give a "best case scenario" for both aircraft (HMD for the Rafale and WVR missiles

for the F-35), then the Rafale wins based on its superior maneuverability and thrust-to-weight

ratio.

Advantage: Rafale

Dogfight: Thanks to its close-coupled canard design, the Rafale is just as happy playing

it low and slow as it is supercruising.

It has plenty of thrust and a big gun.

No problems here.

The F-35...

Notsomuch.

While the F-35 said to match the low speed performance of the F/A-18, there are still

concerns about its fragility and its lack of cockpit visibility.

If the JSF pilot finds themselves in a dogfight...

They are going to have a bad time.

Advantage: Rafale

Air-to-air winner: Rafale.

The supercruising, Meteor slinging, tighter turning Rafale gets a clear win here.

The F-35 will need to rely on guile and sneak attacks, a tall order given the Rafale's excellent

sensors and defensive capabilities.

Versatility/Logistics: Versatility: Hoo boy...

Both of these fighters were designed as "all-in-one" systems capable of fulfilling all of your

fighter needs...

With a few caveats.

The Rafale has three different flavors available.

A single-seat CTOL air force variant, a two-seat CTOL variant, and a single-seat naval variant

capable of CATOBAR operations.

All versions carry similar weapon loads, with the naval Rafale M sacrificing a weapon pylon.

The Joint Strike Fighter has three versions, the CTOL capable F-35A, the STOVL F-35B, and

the CATOBAR F-35C.

Sadly, no two-seater versions are available.

So which one is more versatile?

If you need a STOVL, then the F-35 is the way to go.

Otherwise, a two-seater version may be preferable for both training and high workload tasks.

I'm going to give this one to the Rafale since STOVL operations are rather limited in real-world

usefulness.

Advantage: Rafale

Logistics: Long term support is where these two aircraft differ the most.

The Rafale is completely single sourced.

It is currently in use by a single nation with maybe a second coming soon.

Parts and maintenance could be an issue, but Dassault is willing to grant complete access

to the Rafale's software and intellectual property.

Customer nations have the option of producing any and all spare parts and modifying the

software as they see fit.

The F-35 is the polar opposite of this.

Parts should be plentiful with JSF squadrons located all over the world.

The Pentagon and Lockheed Martin are keeping close tabs on F-35's hardware and software,

however.

Any modifications to the JSF's hardware or software has to be done through them.

This is like taking your laptop back to where you bought it in order to add an external

hard drive or to install a new app.

Something as simple (yet necessary) as a drag chute might have to wait until Lockheed Martin

gets around to it.

Both aircraft have their advantages and disadvantages here.

Advantage: Tie

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THE CLASSIC MINESWEEPER IN WINDOWS, NOW FOR ANDROID - Duration: 2:10.

Hello everyone and welcome to a new tutorial Ebm Computers

I'm going to teach a

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older versions of Windows

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I say install and

we wait

to install this version

equal to the windows and

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I give open and

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our Smartphone and as you know as we go

pricking and the goal is to release the

greater number of squares without touching

a pump well if you give here again

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