guess the thing
i think this is probably fairly easy. guess the thing !
transports
bikes and bikes and buses and trains
where does safety start ?
safety starts here. by the runner beans at the end of the allotments
stuck truck
this truck was stuck as the skippy thing at the back couldn’t roll up the kerb stone. i watched for a while then went on my way.
the 30 pence to spend a penny shocker
i don’t mind paying my way, although i’d rather not have to pay 20 pence to have a tinkle in paddington station. however, my need was great, and my walk had been long so i decimated i was prepared to part with 20 pence as well as some liquid (apologies if your eating)
anyway, i popped my 20 pence piece in the barrier slot and it didn’t open. bit of a shock actually as i was expecting it to open and walked in to it. the chap above then appeared and told me the price had gone up to 30 pence.
i decided that was too much for a wee, so pressed the reject button, but my coin wasn’t returned. i told the chap i wasn’t prepared to pay 30 pence and i wanted my 20 pence back as a matter of principle. he said the machine wouldn’t give it back !
so we had a little stand-off with me saying “i’d like my 20 pence back please” and him saying “it’s 30 pence now, and you can’t have it back sorry”. so i asked if i could take his photo to celebrate the difficult predicament we were in. he kindly agreed, and gave me a smile, then we went back to politely arguing.
anyway, another customer came along and he let us both in for an additional 10 pence as consolation for the price going up and the lack of refunds. that was kind of him, and i think was a special offer for the first day of the new pricing structure.
on the way out i saw the sign informing customers of the increased price. the problem was it was too bright which resulted in urban eyes failing to spot it.
so there we are. the story of my trip to the toilet on monday evening. it doesn’t get better than this (and for that i can only apologise).
it’s not like anyone reads the words here anyway !
the actual of the tribute
i got a message via my flickr account that someone had posted a funkypancake tribute picture. it’s here if you want to see it.
imagine my surprise when i opened it and found it was of the same sign i’d taken a picture of on monday morning, and was sitting on my pending upload folder. so here it is. i prefer kjpm’s photo actually, which i think must have been taken at a different entrance to the park as it’s got a nice fence behind it.
i like to think of a future world where people are crawling around on the floor taking photos of nonsense and getting in each others way in the nicest possible way. could you imagine how cool that would be. thanks kjpm !
half a taxi
this was in the place where they were doing the advert earlier in the day (when i walked by on the way to my meeting). i guess it makes sense to have half a taxi on a truck to do filming of in-taxi scenes.
once more the magic of TV is destroyed by seeing behind the scenes. sorry about that.
advert
london is great for seeing thing like this – apparently they were filming some sort of beauty cream advert.
i watched for about 2 minutes then moved on.
the curry boys
i’m sure these signs never used to give the reason. or perhaps i’ve only just spotted they do. anyway, this is ideal if you want to see the curry boys being filmed. whatever that is. (i think it’s unrelated to the advert being filmed a few streets away). there was also some filming trucks and food place next to the Royal Albert Hall yesterday. no idea if it’s related. sorry for my lack of knowledge. i do my best, but you know. sometimes. it’s just not good enough.
intertwined
this is a bit of a mystery. it’s a black wheel chair and a strange yellow one all a bit mixed up. kezia was confused
computer 2000
these people are still in denial about the millennium bug. i suspect they think it’s a cover-up and the world is actually falling apart computery speaking.
cleaning the fuzz away
cop car being taken to the cleaners
we have the technology
i put a new door bell button up on saturday as the previous one was just dangling on wires outside our front door. it didn’t solve the problem of it’s very quietness however, nor did it alter the fact that our new plastic door doesn’t have a knocker.
this problem has been weighing on my mind for a few weeks, and inspiration came to me during the sermon on sunday. i was thinking about what things we have in the house that are activated by pressing a single button, and which are so loud and in-you-face that they would be heard all over the house.
when we got home kezia and i decided to hot-wire up my incredibly loud indian singer dancing thing. it really is loud. but it was fun ‘hacking’ his inards to make him work.
now all i need is to build the shelf for him to sit on by the door …