here is something wrapped in tin foil. or is it aluminium foil. if only i had had a magnet. i don’t know what is inside.
it’s probably a potato but i could be transplant organs as it was just off London’s explusive private clinic area – Harley Street. [i accidentally made the word explusive up – i think it’s a good one. you can use it if you like]
i pass a food shop in the morning which sells a wide variety of goods. I noticed last week that they had put up a poster advertising their shop a little further down the street. it’s a little strange so i thought i’d share it with you.
a boy with two heads:
apples apparently smothered in cooking oil:
three seperate bulbs have blown in our house in the last 24 hours. very mysterious. one even blew a fuse and i had to do some mending in the fuse box. what does it all mean ?
i’m reminded of The Fall song which repeats “there’s no bulbs in the house, the lights have gone out”. that was a fantastic song.
it was raining this afternoon so people were carrying umberellas and wearing hats. this bloke on the tube was obviously worried about getting his hat wet so he had covered it in plastic wrapping. now that is a very good idea.
it’s quite popular when you die to have a bench named after you. i like this idea. it’s people can rest on you when you’re enjoying your own eternal rest.
this bench in Hyde Park was one of a few which seemed to be dedicated to living people and said things like “to my wife in celebration of our 50th wedding aniversary”. i thought this was a great idea.
when you go to some churches it seems that every piece of brass work is ‘in memory of’ someone or other. it’s a kind of eclesiastical individual sponsorship scheme.
here is a tree which changes colour halfway up its trunk. i thought this was a little strange at the time so i took this photo. perhaps it was grafted.
it reminded me of my old friend who had a false leg and real feet.
i found this photo under a lorry by St Paul’s Cathedral. i thought it looked like it could be a photo but it was face down. so i knelt down and put my hand under the lorry (hoping it wouldn’t drive away). and to my delight it was a passport photo (the purest type of found photo).
best of all was that i was leaving a message on our home answer machine at the time and you can hear my exclamation of delight !
UPDATE: now added to davescollections
i saw this man walking the streets spraying randomly as he went (he had a little nozzle thing which is hidden by the bus stop). i took his photo in case it turns out he was spraying some deadly poison.