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Vintage Thing 22.2 - yet another Siva Llama

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It's happened again. Each time I blog about Siva Llama's, another one turns up. I stated on VT 22.1 that the total of known survivors was 4. Well I was wrong. There are in fact 5.  This Portugese Siva Llama looks remarkably well looked after This example features on Franka’s website which is well worth visiting if just for all the information on the many Imp specials that exist. She has even tracked down information on the Whomobile, Dr Who's hover car that was really an Imp powered trike underneath some 1970's space age glass fibre. Thanks for digging up this splendid example of a Siva Llama, Franka.  The rear tailgate looks like a professional moulding and the thick rubber seal would suggest its window is glass. It was spotted by an “Imp enthusiast from Porto , Portugal ” in the town of Porto near the gardens of “Palácio de Cristal” ( Crystal Palace ), on 25th April 2008 . It’s a very smart van version like mine although mine doesn’t have a tai...

Do you "suffer" from synesthesia?

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How does this look to you? After my comment on Colour Taste and Cover Versions , (7th Sep)about the taste of paint box colours, a friend of mine wondered if I was a synasthetic. This has nothing to do with appreciating the beauty of certain sins (lovely as some of them are) but is the stimulation of one sense by another. Having established that I am a synesthete, the question then followed how badly synesthetic was I? Not as badly as my mum and aunt, it would seem. They're identical twins (supposedly) and they see different colours for each letter of the alphabet. Some letters have the same colour but others are completely different. I can't do this. But I would like to be able to. And I don't think of myself as suffering from my senses prodding each other into noticing things. People suffer from abnormalities, ergo synesthesia must be something we suffer from. But we don't consider artists or musicians from suffering from genius. We envy them even ...