a pile of printers
tottenham court road is techno-street.
a different foreground cleaning trolley, but the same 2 background cleaners
taken just along the street from this one
no change – or is there ?
we’ve been watching these bollards for a couple of weeks now, but there’s been no change.
initially it looked like a bollard relationship breakup, and the bollard in the distance was crying. a bollard relationship counsellor is on his way, but is still a few streets away.
it could be that bollard time moves very slowly compared to human time. a year for us might be an hour for them. perhaps they don’t even see humans as we move to so fast compared to their sedate movement ?
so it could be some time before we see anything dramatic from this pair.
but i took some closer photos this morning, and now i believe that rather than showing the darker side, this scene is actually an act of chivalry.
poor on bollard on the left is guarding a puddle and doing her bollardy duty with pride. but she’s alone and slightly scared. so the other bollard is keeping her company and standing by. perhaps even taking his own turn to guard the puddle.
preparing for the worst
we’re notoriously rubbish at dealing with snow and icey weather in the UK. i think it’s because it takes us surprise. regularly. at the same time each year.
i suspect things aren’t going to be much better this year. at least someone’s ordered plenty of salt. unfortunately these bags are water softener salt and come in giant tablet form, which will probably cause more of an obstacle than the ice they’ll be skating on.
oh well.
non flamable flower beds
that’s the good thing about slightly damp cold winter mornings – flower beds are unlikely to burst in to flames.
no worrying the wildlife
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friends for lunch
we had a few friends (Ruth & Stephen and their children) round for lunch yesterday. they’ve reached the age of potty training for their eldest (thankfully we are through this stage ).
it’s funny how potty training brings the best/worst out of people (quite literally).
Ruth said to Kezia “do you use the lavatory when you need a wee” ?
Kezia said “no i don’t…” comedy pause, clearly thinking about the question “…i use the toilet”.
civil disobedience
the sign said “please don’t put your feet on the seats”.
perhaps this girl couldn’t read (and the novel in her hand was just a ploy).
apologies for the wobbly photo. but this at least proves it was a genuine tube journey !
cards
this one was the wrong way up so i flipped it over:
yikes
esther lost another tooth yesterday. if she carries on at this rate she’ll be toothless by the end of February. And that would suck.
luckily the tooth fairy delayed her appearance until last night when she picked up the two of them, so that saved her a trip.
this is pointless
i’m still carrying around my little signs which say “this is pointless”.
i had a terrific opportunity to use one at the train station in front of this sign which asks ‘what’s the point ?’
