attractive village dog sign
loveliness with a bin and a dog sign
Rothesay victorian toilets
I don’t think I even got half way through our scottish holiday before being distracted by real life. So i’ll have a few days of scottish things, and slot in real life around it.
so here are the fab victorian toilets in Rothesay, Isle of Bute
I am usually very careful about taking pictures in toilets, but everyone was doing it here. In a very tasteful way of course.
I was even allowed to show the girls round the men’s room.
we then went and stared at a parked up war ship
lady bird
lady birds are quite cool. i liked this one.
here’s the flower san ladybird as they say in france. probably.
what they teach you at school
the girls’ weekly spellings reveal what they are currently learning at school.
for example, kezia is learning about the Romans at the moment so we get words like soldier etc.
but i’m not sure what Esther is learning. here are her spells for this week.
the first 4 are harmless enough, but the rest suggest something more along the lines of what i get (or got) up to at work when discussing internet safety. are they teaching criminal investigation techniques ?
spooky dolls
As I’ve mentioned numerously (yawn) as part of the ‘big move’ to New Zealand, we’ve been doing some great works on clearing the loft. Here are some dolls which i’ve just unearthed
they are very bizarre.
royal mail post box … err …. box
what should you do with a postbox ? put it in a box. where will this all end ? box in a box in a box ? talking about thinking inside the box
i’m pretty certain if you wait long enough you can get a sign for almost every object on the planet with an arrow pointing at it with its name on. I hadn’t expected this one to be quite so big though.
fantastic bucket lifting machine.
what a beauty. too big for one picture
dinner date
our lovely friends andy and gill invited us round for dinner last night. not quite a last supper, but was great to spend time with them before we go. gill cooked us some top nosh. sorry you missed it.
interesting 2009
despite arriving at 2 minutes to 10am, and being completely aware of it’s impendingness, i was proud to compared the first hour of yesterday’s interesting 2009. the whole day was totally fab.
hassock of the week
quite a funky kneeler this week hey ?
goodbye orville
so, my previous post explained why i got the gang back together. Orville nominated himself the leader of the gang and sat at the top of the bag on the way to the dump. at the dump he waved to me through the window.
i needed all my reserve and chucked him over the ledge with all the other unwanted goods. here’s an action shot.
he then lay there all jolly whilst i chucked other stuff down on top of him and his friends (the rest of whom are in the paper bag in the foreground).
we were a great team in our day, but life goes on. they were too chewed and gnarled to be of use to anyone else, so it was best it ended this way.
the old gang back together
emptying our loft has proved to be emotionally exhausting. there’s so much of our lives hidden up there.
here’s a good example. it’s all my favourite ‘soft toys’ from when i was a wee chappie.
i seem to have had a thing about glove puppets
as ever, clowns are there to frighten us. this one has crucifixes for eyes. who thought that was a good idea
this cat had lovely dur, although a bit stratchy for cuddling
poor old panda has let herself go in the years in the loft
and who ever really knew what this strange thing was.
the only non glove puppet i had was this womble.
note this far away eyes and chewed nose. he also had a bald patch on the back of his head where i must have rubbed him with my fingers whilst chewing his konk.
sooty was as tight lipped as ever
and the puppets had no hangups (but perhaps should have)
anyway, it was great to have the old gang back together. we chatted about old times and hung out for a while. but it quickly became clear they were just shadows of their former selves, and they were better as memories than real objects, so for one last time they went back in the bag and off to the dump …
my favourite photo location in london
this is one of my favourite places for taking pictures of big ben in london. on a clear evening the setting sun makes the palace of westminster glow orange. And the reflection in this window is always spot on !
i was glad to walk past this location again last night when the conditions were aligned.
apologies for the posting of this photo again, but it is a new fresh one and i love it so !
my old guitar
the experience of sorting through things preparing for moving is quite literally a moving experience. yesterday i was reunited with my old bass guitar who has been living directly above my computer in the loft for the last few years after his position was usurped (nice word) by my new bass guitar.
i took pity on him and i’ve sent him off to Brother Edd’s Magical Mending place to be looked at. We’ll see what happens next.
victoria station
i stood very still in victoria station for 15 minutes yesterday waiting for my chum toby. i loved listening to the hubub. it was actually quite quiet and the only thing i could hear were whispers and shuffly shoes. just snippets of conversations caught as people floated through to other places.
at one point a trolley went by loaded with things to sell. it went behind me and i grabbed this shot with my camera just as this girl walked by. i thought you might want to see it, so here it is.
and in my new non-working ability to provide you with extras beyond just photos, here’s some audio i recorded of the station. sounds a bit louder than when i was there. victoria station.wav
it’s more like an audible scribble rather than any useful int it ? oh well.
