big eye
there is a problem with things, particularly bits of signs, getting washed away/falling off on the Isle of Wight.
here is a good example. it’s a ‘big eye’ which is the symbol of the Isle of Wight tourist board. but most of it’s worn off so it’s just a big eye.
not to be confused with Big Eye Tony of course.
travelling to the isle of wight
i was very nervous about travelling to the isle of wight because you have to go on a ferry. and i’m not good on transport. which is why i walk everywhere.
it was a wet and windy day and the boat was quite rocky. but it’s only a short distance over a secluded bay. i thought isle of wight was near france. but it wasn’t.
here is someone else’s ferry:
and here we are enjoying luxury corned beef sandwiches on the luxury ferry:
when we arrived i was dissapointed to discover that they drove on the same side of the road as us, used english pounds and even spoke english. how frightfully british.
we love portsmouth
portsmouth is home to some quite dreadful buildings. this one was being pulled down as we drove by in the rain. the graffiti worked well i thought.
Simon Mayo
i walked past ex radio 1 dj simon mayo. it was dark and my flash wasn’t on (and you wouldn’t have wanted a flash photo of the back of his head anyway).
so here he is in blurry greatness. interestingly, the bench on the bottom right of the photo is where i saw a long-haired richard e grant over the summer enjoying a al fresco drink (but failed to realise it was him until i was on the next street).
purple and yellow
a fantastic mess. it looks like a person sitting down. sort of.
tomatoes and mushrooms
things sitting in the street outside a restaurant this morning
aaargh chocolate
at what point will this get easier ? i’m still absolutely desperate for chocolate. it’s been over three weeks now.
and still chocolate haunts me. this easter egg was outside paddington station. and yesterday i found a full packet of smarties in my jacket pocket (must have been places there by one of my daughters last week).
glove
glove in luscious green grass.
luscious is a word which used to be used a lot by teenage girls (when i was a teenage boy). as in “that’s so lush”.
maybe they still do.
i also saw this rubber glove and its suspicious looking bag (which was empty)
UPDATE: Having not seen the word Lush for nearly 20 years, i saw it an hour after posting this picture. see hear (look sea)
window cleaners
i spotted this chap last night standing by a street cabinet. he had his laptop and a little TV screen so i wandered round behind him to see what was going on.
this is obviously the control point for one of the congestion cameras and there was a bloke up a ladder somewhere cleaning the camera.
where i was standing it was a like there was a little man trapped in the monitor giving the window a clean with a wet cloth.
most peculiar
FLAGS !
it’s weird going back to work after having a week with the fambily. i miss not listening to the same tape of winnie the pooh multiple times each day. i also miss not shouting “FLAG!” out loud every time i see a flag (as is popular with the female members of our household).
so here, as a reminder of just a few days ago, are a load of flags so we can all shout flag flag flag flag together.
we can pretend we’re all one one big happy bloggy fambily.
hoorah.
nothing is wasted
here’s your comedy stuffed animal pictures of the week. it’s from flamingo park on the Isle of Wight. They have a small display of statues and fluffy animals in a barn you can look at if it’s raining.
For some reason someone had dressed up these two flamingos on the right in sailor’s gear. even more disturbing was the dreadlocked saucy-santa wearing a festive fluffy bikini.
esther pointed out that they looked like real flamingos which had been stuffed. which they did.
bollard in the wood
i was sent this bollard by our lovely friends in the photogenic north.
richard writes “thought you might be able to empathise with this poor bollard found savaged in a wood near us… I think it is the Blair Witch Bollard”
luckily, i’ve never been savaged in a wood, so i cannot empathise with this bollard. i can guess how he feels though …
click to inspect