Monthly Archives: July 2003
esther and elton balance cats on their heads
this was spotaneous art which took ages to set up. the little ball kept slipping out of esther’s toes when she raised her foot above the globe. i’m sure you agree that the final picture was worth the effort.
unnoticed by most people, the communications act became law today. this marks the beginning of a new era for telecommunication (and tv) regulation.
oftel marked the occasion by sending me a pile of paper in 12 different envelopes.
total height of the combined contents is 2.2cm.
here is the number 5 in the street. it’s on a flip pad type arrangement with, i suspect, the other numbers accessible by flipping over pages. perhaps it belongs to a bygone quizmaster who has now gone digital
some nice graffiti here. done in whiteboard marker so it can be rubbed off easily (as has partically happened here).
the artist has written “I am free” and then obviously run away to prove it. free from what you ask. Free to do what he wants, without being hassled by the man. obviously.
here we are with our friends the gooddys and the newells at dinton pastures.
not an instruction, more of an alternative.
the long awaited back lash has started against the stupid black flies which have recently entered our house. I counted 7 flies in our house (spread over various rooms)
we are approaching the eradication on two fronts – chemical and physical.
Here is Kezia enjoying the new fly swat.
Current fly count is 4 (and falling). they are dropping like flies it seems
the highway code suggests you should slow down and stop if pedestrians are using a zebra crossing. the highway code makes no comment about reversing backwards over zebra crossings and hitting people that way. a white van took full advantage of this fact earlier today and nearly sent me flying across Charlotte Street.
Had I been tieing my shoelaces or taking a quick nap, i would surely have been one less dimensional by now.
we went to warwick castle today – was most excellent.
view from a window
sign in a shop
of course they used to make coca-cola in wooden barrels in the medieval days. i suspect a rather more sinister marketing ploy
sign at warwick castle
warwick castle is great for all the family. you have to watch out for your kids though. here is the rat catcher (right), esther (middle) and the jester (left)
Yours in His Service
the sentence everyone is asking today is “did you feel that”. Our whole building is shaking because of a drilling digger thing going on next door.
herve was sceptical this morning, prompting Sara to repeatedly ask “can you feel it now”.
here is the beast causing the tremours:
i once got an email from one of our sales people who speaks in ‘jive’. he ended one very cryptic email with the phrase “do you feel me ?”.
this morning there were old milk bottles all over the place. the whole of london is rancid. I must have seen around 10 bottles / cartons of old milk spewing milk blobs. nice.