an abandoned rose
i rarely pick up stuff i find in the street, but i couldn’t resist this abandoned red rose.
there’ll definately be some story behind its abandonment. and we’ll never know.
it’s dark very early in the morning
in order to find a train which still has spare seats i got the 6.08 train from my local station this morning. this meant my walk across london was slightly less crowded than usual
gap teeth other side
what a vain world we live in. terry thomas lookalikes have to use the back door to avoid upsetting the beautiful people at the front.
word 9 – day
here’s that church i took a picture of last week in Belgium.
i took this photo when i visited at the beginning of September.
26things
please bin
how do you please a bin ? are they happier full or empty ? or is it simply a matter of individual taste.
either way, this message seems quite aggressive
bay ‘o’ nails again
here is the pub sign from the bag’o’nails
porta-cabins
i was waiting to cross a road yesterday and 6 sideless offices went by. no-one was working late so they were quite empty except for their electrity sockets on the walls.
a vision of the past
do you ever have mental time travel moments ? they happen quite a lot in london. you see something and think “if i’d been standing in this spot hundreds of years ago i probably would have seen this exact same thing’
here is one such vision. i suspect the metal riot railings might be slightly contemporary.
de-luxe cleaning
invisible mending always strikes me as a strange concept. how do you prove the work has been done ?
and is deluxe invisible mending even more invisible than normal invisible mending ?
selling such mending on a wholesale basis is even stranger. are their shelves lined with brown boxes containing nothing but invisible mendings ?
it all seems a bit emperor’s new clothes to me.
moon bike
i used to have a bike a bit like this. i called it moon bike.
it had huge planks of wood attached in the shape of flames to it to make it look great. but it was heavy and liable to lift up when accelerating (or even sitting down).
i took it to the Reading Festival once and parked it under the bungie jumps.
i then met jane (my wife) and she had a car so i gave the bike back to the chap who did the customising for me. we were both happy with that arrangement.
i loved moon bike. i wonder where he is now …
hat and two gloves
hat:
two gloves:
