September 2004
a very strange hotel
i’m staying in an old monastry. i thought it’d be all churchy, but the bit i’m in is a mid-70s annex so not quite as nice. however, it is a massive room with a ceiling higher than the room is wide.
and it’s got its own kitchen. this is the first hotel i’ve stayed in where they give you a cooking hob, pans and washing up sink.
they also denied they had any Internet access, saying i needed to use the phone line. but then i had a wifi snoop and found this a free spot.
lucky us – that means fresh content for all !
eurostar
long distance trains are a bit of strange thing in the UK. our trains generally don’t go between countries like they on the continent. the worst that can happen in the UK is that you get inconvenienced a bit.
but the eurostar makes this sport a little more exciting. get the wrong train and you end up in paris rather than brussels. get to brussels and get on the wrong train and you can end up anywhere.
luckily i made it to Ghent safely.
a better version of the worser version
this is like one of those “what shape comes next” quizzes. for those who care, here is the worser version
english national opera
here’s another orchestra lorry to add to my collection
wigs for bollards
this bollard has had a hair transplant. its lusious locks were blowing in the wind.
strange markings on the road
better picture here
what do you call this ?
i call it a spade
euthanasia
our poor photocopier has been feeling sorry for itself as we seem to simply print new things these days rather than copy old things. and he take SO long to warm up.
i didn’t realise things had got this bad for him though. he’s essentially saying “please turn me off. i can’t take it any more”.
there’s a ray of hope here too in that it’s asked to be switched back on again. to be renewed if you like. made like new. brilliant.
but who is this service rep-resentative. and why is he so resentful ?
a slippery chap from far away
jewel sent me this chap.
she writes:
hello again! tis me, jewel. i thought your readers might enjoy this a bit more than mine, so i decided to send him off to you. please take good care of him, he’s never been away from home before.
this poor chap is not only slipping on the wetness that is before him, but he is also clapped in a life-or-death struggle with a very linear dragon. not a very good day for two-dementional men, i suppose.
detailed construction
look at the detail on this sign (which i may have photo’d before, but always worth a repeat). you can almost hear him straining with the weight of that shovel.