to whom it may concern – please flush the loo
ah. an english man and his toilet signage. or perhaps woman. it was a unisex loo.
anglesy abbey
we went to the excellent anglesey abbey at the weekend as part of a weekend away with my mum.
there was some wedding reception going on, although they seemed to be over an hour late arriving. that made for a nice photo of an off a master of ceromonies who had lost his ceromonies, a chilly harpist who had no audience, and a statue flautist.
the house itself looks lovely, but we spent our time wandering round the fantastic gardens
and posing for photos which will become part of our family archives
and here’s my mum and a statue relaxing. my mum’s the one sitting down
the conker nut tree
do you know why conker trees are called horse chestnuts ?
wel, it’s apparently to do with the little horse shoe patterns that appear on the branches
i never knew that. click on the pictures above for a closer look
and did you also know that loads of british conker trees are croaking it due to some miserable moths ? that’s not a myth.
that’s all very learny isn’t it ?
lluq push
lluq ? that could confuse a forward reader. but obviously not too much otherwise they’d be blood on the glass frame.
it reminded me of that terrifying kids TV programme we were forced to watch at primary school. It’s been on my mind for years and here are some clips from youtube The second video on that page freaks me out even now.
there’s a whole group of late 30 year olds up and down this country who were traumatised as a result of that program.
wee really does mean wee
you can choose where to go
through the roof
jane was asking for help. she got it, but not before i’d taken this picture.
i’m particularly pleased with this picture. note the different colour temperatures between the warm over head light and the cooler outside light in the background. interesting hey ?
a drink with paul
i went out for a drink, a catchup and a bag of monster munch with my bestest mate paul last evening.
driving back home after, it struck me that although we probably only meet up once or twice a year, it’s the fact that we could do it more often which means we don’t need to. but i’ll miss it when we’re on the other side of the planet.
on the way back we saw this snail.
pishill church
jane explained to me why we had this sign in our house, but then i forgot. then linda explained it then i forgot again. we are not, nor will we ever be pishill church. but it’s very nice apparently, so we should all go visit. get your coat, we’re off.
jim crow
a fantastical rock in the outskirts of dunoon called jim crow
i may ask you to leave large bags at the front of the shop !!
well worth the two exclamation marks
wild cat and a two headed horse
whilst on the isle of bute i thought i saw a wild cat. but i was just a domestic moggy. But in the same field was a two headed horse. but that wasn’t either. oh well.
the worst looking manequin on the planet ?
this mannequin was spectacularly dreadful. i’ve no idea what had happened to his face, but he certainly didn’t have the romantic desire described above his head.
pucks glen (the second time)
we loved pucks glen so much we climbed up it a second time with jane’s aunt and uncle who live (vaguely) near by.
we had a great time admiring the gushing waters and catching up on life stories
like all good climbs in scotland, we were rewarded with a fantastic view for our efforts.
and then we had a gradual descent to the tea shop in the local botanical gardens
we took the low road back which was a bit flooded
