trollies
trollies can be keen adversaries. but turn them ups-way-down and they become useless.
here are a number of incapacitated trollies in the back of a lorry.
top ‘o’ the tree
we love our fairy. usually there’s a big fight to be the nominated individual who that year will get to place the pivotal decoration on it’s alloted place.
this year jane lifted it out the box and plonked it straight on to avoid all the hassle.
i have no clue when it comes to astheticism (i don’t know how to spell it either). i thought astheticism was something which puts you to sleep in a hospital. luckily jane supervised the tree decorating and did a terrific job.
anyway, here are esther and kezia looking very pleased with themselves in the dark by the tree (take my word for it)
making use of cracker toys
this never happens so was totally worth a photo. it’s a chap at church using a cracker toy to mend a hallogen light !
crackers, bringing light to the world. official.
tramp chic
here’s a funny old thing. it’s a wicker chair next to a street person’s cardboard bed.
somewhere for him to sit and read his book before retiring to bed
and what about just this a street away. it’s a street person’s mantel piece where he can rest his beer and cigs.
merry christmas update
now it has nothing to say
the end of a good friend
here’s a sad thing. my friend, the pedometer, died on friday. the cheap plastic hinge hinged its last.
since i commenced my measuring in february this year i’ve walked around 2957km. It’s not an exact science of course but this equates to over 3.6 million steps.
If the hinge had lasted another week it probably would have broke the 3,000km mark. but it didn’t.
jane’s letting me borrow her pedometer this week until i get a replacement so i can continue measuring.
here is the chart of my travels:
the average cost of my doc marten boots is now just over 2pence/km and i average 64.3km/week (around 80,000 steps per week).
elastic band love
here is an elastic band in the shape of a heart.
