May 2009

x is for xenopus


people always stall when it gets to x in the alphabet of animals.  the usual safe choice is x-ray fish.  so why not go for xenopus next time ?

classic escalator disaster


i like the offset triangle.  and the look of fun on the apparent victim.  he’s falling no-one.

faded signatures


this guitar was signed by aerosmith.  but the signatures faded away.  it’s the day for it.


faded glory


ah.  queen elizabeth.  still ruling over a rather faded empire


stealth letter box


don’t stare in to the flap or you’ll be hypnotised

the wood festival


jane’s now fully in to her exam-marking season which means 4 or 5 weekends of daddy/daughter weekends as we get ourselves out of the house so she can work.  yesterday we went to the wood festival which was a great eco-hippy fest of the best degree


this was the main stage which was solar powered and about the size of our garden shed.  although our garden shed doesn’t have grass on the roof


there were all sorts of sensible eco-friendly things like this stick for putting (used) large cups on.  they also had eco toilets which involved a sprinkle of sawdust rather than a flush.  the girls thought they were yucky but quiet (if you didn’t listen to the sound of ‘things’ dropping on to the pits below)



the girls did some felting, which was interesting.  this wool comes from merino sheep and was lovely


here are a few old records used for recycling, which summed up the festival quite nicely i think


there was a guided tour to go forraging in the local woods in the afternoon encouraging people to go and find their own dinner in the woods.  the girls didn’t fancy that much so we went crocheting instead.  here’s my effort which is basically a load of knots as far as i can see.  the girls’ efforts were much better than mine


so that was our girls’ first introduction to a festival.  a good choice for a first experience i think as it was nice and small and friendly.  and just the right distance for a day trip.



we went here for it’s 25th anniversary of the wilde theatre being opened to watch the importance of being oscar, which was jolly good.  we went with a number of friends and had a great evening of jollity and laughter.  the play was good too.

angry of london


careful placing of my finger to you can’t see the rude word on this sign spotted on the streets of london.  frightfully rude

funny angry fish


this chap was about 10cm wide and very solidly built.  he also had a very funny little angry face.  i wanted to lift him out and give him a kiss to annoy him further.  thankfully he was in a tank.  and i wasn’t.