This is one of the nerve-centres of london. it was named trafalgar square to commemorate thehistorical naval victory won on the 21st of october 1805 by the british fleet under the command ofhoratio nelson over the combined french-spanish fleet commanded by villeneuve. the battle tookplace at cape trafalgar in the mouth of the straits of gibraltar and lasted several hours. nelsonwas fatally wounded by a shot which broke his backbone. he died on board his flagship the victory,but not before being told that he had won the battle. nelson’s column, with the statue of admiral lord nelson on top, rises in the centre of trafalgarsquare. this most impressive monument is 170 feet (about 52 m) tall. the statue of nelson, placedfacing towards the sea he loved, measures 17 feet (more than 5 m) in height. to the north-east of trafalgar square there is the building that houses the national gallery of art —one of the most important art galleries in the world — and behind is the national portrait gallery. quite often the square becomes the location for meetings and in it crowds of londoners congregateto celebrate political rallies. so it can be said that trafalgar square is the heart from which the beatis emitted to all the londoners. there are many pigeons in the square and londoners like to feed them. everybody knows that thedove is the symbol of peace all over the world.
kuharhuks
03.01.2023
How leaped paint colorful lights over our house. yes shaggy ran up to the top of the roof rays. know everything! marvelous time to come. how i love the summer heat, drizzle in the evening and picnicking outdoors. i can say one thing: no matter how big did not seem our family, we will always be there, and our hearts will never cease to beat. love and affection - that's what makes us closer! tell you an interesting story. it happened once all the family to visit at a party with friends. their house was on the edge of the forest. because of the thick branches of trees to be seen inhabitants of the forest. they are probably afraid of the "guests from the province." their hut was not on chicken legs and conventional brёvnyshkah.god, how everything is beautiful! divine cedar smell wafting from a wooden hut, turn our heads. we were very pleased to find himself again here. good-natured, friendly hosts widely open to us dragged upward secular boron door. and then, out of the blue, open the doors of crept curly head cheerful children. these were their children. joyous greeting continued inside the cabin. hostess baked in the oven rosy cakes with strawberries, which recently tore their children near the house. his little wife invited us for a large table, which was strewn with ornate dishes.