here is a post-it stuck on a door. it says ‘no publicity. thank you very much’. i suspect the house belongs to some failed celebrity who is sarcastically thanking the paparatzi for the lack of publicity he has received.
i should have knocked on the door and asked. but i didn’t.
random paint splatter on road looks like eye. blogger risks life to obtain photo.
here is a little plastic exit sign which was blowing down the street. it had obviously taken its own advice.
a friend sent me a spam which linked to this site. it’s a lovely idea. the ministry in a box concept is nice too.
disclaimer: This site has nothing to do with me and i would highly recommend you don’t get ordained. any distater or general badness resulting from your ordination via this route is not my fault. ok ?
Be Ordained Now
there’s still a load of holiday stories to tell (we’ve only got up to last monday night so far). i’ll post them later in the week so as not to flood you all with new stuff today !
but for now, here is a falling apart rusty sign from falling apart rusty weymouth. we don’t know what award they won …
henley-on-thames is a posh upper class town in the south of england. i was therefore surpised to see that a new shop has opened selling opium to the masses (or equivalent).
brown sauce is a strange thing. tomato ketchup is sometimes called red sauce, because it is red. and it tastes of tomato which are also red.
but what is brown sauce meant to be ? it’s not described as anything other than brown. sometime’s it’s called daddy’s sauce, but that doesn’t help much.
i put brown sauce in the same culinary hole as marmite. yuck yuck yuck.
please admire the 70s lighting on this photo. it was a happy accident (like most of the 70s)
here is a funny thing. it’s a tree trap. i’ve read about them, but never seen one in operation before so i sent esther and jane in to demonstrate.
a carnivore tree bends itself flat and reveals its roots. foolish animals (as demonstrated here) then step in to the giant hole left behind. when the moment is right, the tree snaps itself back up vertical thus crushing its prey.
luckily this was a slow one or had already just eaten. either way, nothing happened.
there’s a lovely nature reserve near Henley On Thames called the Warburg Reserve. There is a lot of moss there at the moment. Some of it is growing up smaller plants making little moss-trees which look like mini rainforests.
i’m happy to lump the two species together.
i have included a Venn diagram here for your convenience:
as seen by jane and i last year. it wasn’t as foggy then.
if you go to lulworth cove and go to the gentlemen’s toilets you may be lucky enough to see this bizarre thing. it’s the pattern on the wall by the sinks. it does very strange things to your eyes when you see it full size (it went from floor to ceiling if i remember correctly)
someone had scraped the ‘no’ off but i think this still applies.
here are a couple of beautiful glove pictures. we were so lucky find them set amongst such beautiful scenary. jane took the shot on the left and the challenge was on for me to find a glove to compete with this shot.
i did find a glove (two actually) but her shot was better. everyone loves a good lost glove photo duel.
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i love this picture. it was at the highest point of our cliff walk. and it was just there, all silver and unmarked in the middle of field. it contained a man eating a sandwich.
it’s obviously a space ship.
after the beach was the walk back (with me carrying kezia this time).
i just hadn’t got a clue about the Dorset coast before this holiday. It dates back to Jurassic times (it’s known as the Jurassic Coast) and dinosaurs roamed this very place millions of years ago. It’s also been the home to neolithic people and romans and everyone since. i just couldn’t get my head round the scale of history and geography involved.
here’s jane on top of the world (before the kezia swap).
after our long walk we finally reached the beach.
the sea was incredibly flat and sparkly:
so we had a picnic:
and refreshed ourselves with ice cool cans of coca cola (i’m hoping for corporate blog sponsorship):
esther and kezia inspected the thousands of small stones which made up the beach:
and of course i went in search of lost stuff:
There is a fantastic walk you can do from Lulworth Cove to Durdle Door. it’s quite steep. especially with a child on your back. i know cuz jane told me.
milestones provide excellent resting points:
Esther took this photo from the top of the hill:
and eventually you see the famous eroded archway:
we then climbed down to the beach
