just a street scene
sometimes it’s nice to take photos of things which actually are boring, rather than boring things which are actually quite exciting.
a found photo
i absolutely love finding passport photos in the street. it’s one of the biggest buzzes ever. look and you shall find. although they are becoming ever rarer in these digital days
media breakfast
not entirely sure why there were a loads of bottles of beer next to the boxes of cereal in the work rest area on monday. the milk has often gone off at the weekend so perhaps someone had a more cunning idea for what to put on their corn flakes.
the end of barbie head ?
poor old barbie head. once a beauty with beautiful hair, then a waif with dreadlocks, and now … well, we don’t know as she’s not there any more. we’ll need to do some more searching down the streets, but i fear the bin men ‘moved’ her in to their lorry.
oh dear
murder in the aisles ?
if you were going to murder someone in tescos, i advise you to do it by the jars of beetroot, as no one will be bothered by the pool of blood. especially if you do it at my local tesco where it’s more of a novelty to find a clean bit of floor. in fact, they’d probably scoop up the body and put it in the reduced goods area and sell it off cheap.
not that funkypancake in any way condones or encourages murdering, either in supermarkets, or outside them (or even in the entrance)
a token fury
this is very british. these people weren’t properly furious, but they thought they should be so they did something which showed willing, but was a bit half hearted. just so they didn’t upset anyone. you know.
prayer thing on a pedestrian crossing
some things are so good you just have to stand in front of them or 5 minutes taking photos of them. such as this. brilliant.
king’s bench street
well throne the crows
robyn hitchcock
jane and i went with some friends to see robyn hitchcock on saturday night. he’s one of my favouritist musicians and it was a great show. watch a video here
it was a seated gig which i’m really in to these days. the music was still loud and manic though and a chap on our row was waving his legs wildly where he sat, making the whole row wobble. it was a bit like being in a mosh pit. only slightly less squashy.
robyn even popped out after the show to sign some albums. what a nice chap
the husband of the support act singer had a fine moustache / beard combo.
wispas in a blue bucket
signs and wonders
look at this sign. brings together brilliant random signage and religion. what a great idea.
