348 by day
same car different time of day (and part of town)
same car different time of day (and part of town)
when we were on holiday we went to a sweet factory and watched these two chaps make sweets. at the end they brought them round to the drooling spectators to consumer.
esther and kezia watched with wide eyes. they were like kids in a sweet shop.
the shop next to the factory sold all your classic boiled sweets and you could even buy the big jars of them:
i was amused to note that nearly all the jars had the same ingredients, no matter what they contained. they should have just had a generic label at the door saying “all our sweets are made out of the same stuff, it’s only the artificial colours and flavours which vary from sweet to sweet):
and of course, there is always chaos near the pick ‘n’ mix.
did you know the phrase ‘fall out’ (as in nuclear fall out) comes from this very ‘fall out’ of sweets on to the floor next to pick ‘n’ mix dispensors?
i collect numbers. so i was pleased that these numbers were identified as numbers otherwise i may have missed them.
this sign is a typical example of the verbosity of the modern sign writer. 108 mins 164 is -56.
but i suppose if they’d written that then cars would have thought it was the speed limit and started driving very fast backwards down the road.
and that could only have lead to disaster.
so, on second (and third) thoughts, i’m happy they’ve done what they’ve done here.
i see a lot of london blue plaques in my daily wanderage but i don’t want to overburden you with boring things so i usually don’t take their photos.
i was impressed by this one on Denmark Street (aka Tin Pan Alley). I was down there earlier looking at Telecasters. Above ‘Rockers’ guitar shops (claiming to beat the price on any Fender) was this sign informing us that Augustus Siebe, pioneer of the Diving Helmet lived and worked here.
with the volume of guitar widdling in the music shop i could have done with a diving helmet myself.
another man who could do with wearing a helmet is telco john who just came back from lunch with a trendy-boy haircut:
can you see ? there’s a teeny blue box drawn on this big yellow checked box.
this printer was dumped near a chemist shop. i was particularly pleased to see they had thoughtfully left the manual, power cable and one of those funny old fashioned printer connection cables you don’t see any more in these days of USB printers.
that kind of thing makes things so much easier for the casual technojunk recycler.
here is an uninteruptable power supply i saw outside an office this morning.
i guess someone interuppted it by throwing it out their front door.
these things are good, but they’re not magic.
i was intrigued to see these dumped fence panels down the little path i cut through to get to the train station in the morning.
i like how the front panel has slipped down and made a nice shape which i’m sure can be described mathematically. but i can’t remember what it’s called.
i saw this confusing thing on some garage doors and spent ages looking at it. then i realised. so took another photo.
answer here (in case you haven’t already guessed)