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these chaps (jimmy and his friend) have been living with us for a week. but they are moving out today. so we wish them all the best with their endeavours.
i've put a few more photos of them (and the setup) in my experiment flickr account here
emperors new clothes on sale here
in the same town (clue in the picture) where i saw this
(last seen here)
kezia spotted this body stashed under a row of work shirts in a traditional british clothing shop. she said it must be a man as it had no hair (although it did have makeup).
i pointed out that mannequins often wear wigs and both her and esther were shocked. so we spent most of the rest of the morning looking for wigged mannequins in shop windows.
not a bad way to spend a morning.
it's the wee wee chap again.
when i was but a whipper-snapper i used to think that when people said they were 'ambidextrous' they were actually saying they were 'handed-extras'.
it was quite some time before i realised i was wrong. but my phrase seemed to fit better with the concept of being able to use either hand to equal effect.
anyway, i was intrigued by this mannequin which seemed to have no head, but did have hands.
the mannequin next to it may have hands, but we can't be sure as he had adopted a slightly more formal pose. or perhaps the one with dangly hands has tied the other ones hands behind his back as he was too fidgety.
fidgety mannequins would take attention away from the clothes they would wearing. like a newsreader who becomes a news story in their own right, that would spell the end for a mannequin.
there's are a number of adventure golf courses on the isle of wight. the theme of this one was a desert island. for some reason it had a real wrecked airplane crashing in to it, complete with a manequin pilot with matted hair and a very scarey starey face.
the neon at the bottom of the picture on the left says "family amusements"
belgium seems to be the world capital for scraggy old mannequins.
here's a couple. the poor chap on the right was in a chemist shop who seemed to be in a very bad way:
there also seemed to be an unhealthy interest in incontinence pants.
i went to this cafe one night. i was full of bearded people with dreadlocks. the men were even worse (boom tish).
one of the customers had brought their pet rat along which was a nice touch. i was invited to play cards by some non-english speaking arts students but when they realised i didn't know what they were on about (and vice versa) we didn't bother.
the music they were playing was excellent - nick cave i think.
anyway, i went past it this morning on the way to the conference and spotted the dangling life-sized manequin. so here it is.
i noticed these manequins in a clothes shop. "don't buy our clothes and you'll look like this" might be their moto.
or possibly "no-one's body really looks like this. but some of our clothes and cover yours up"