no smoking guide dogs
it’s fine for everyone else to smoke, except guide dogs. of all the dogs available to modern man i would have thought that a guide dog would be the least likely to smoke as it understands better than other dogs about medical related issues.
but i could be wrong. perhaps the pressure of the job gets to them. we know st bernards turn to drink, so perhaps guide dogs find relief through smoking.
no contest
here was a photo duel i just could not win. despite having my big camera AND my little camera in action at the same time i could not compete.
The rules of photo duels clearly state that in the absence of two time stamped still pictures:
* professional camera beats amateur camera
* video camera always beats still camera
* heaviest camera wins
* biggest camera wins
* extra points for flash and extended eye piece
so he won even though he was wearing his tie over his shoulder.
musical office
have i shown you this before ? it’s my musical clonking thing which i keep on my visitor desk in my office.
you hit them with the little leather hammer (on the left) and they make a great mountain goat noise.
every desk should have them. you can use them to transfer your own stress levels to your colleagues. by giving them a good clonk i feel better and they feel worse.
and if i clonk the clonking things instead of my colleagues it’s even better. boom tish (or should that be clonk clonk)
hanging gardens
queen anne street in london is one of my most eventful streets. there’s always something to take a photo of. i’ve taken a picture of all the drain covers, i’ve seen hugh grant (but he declined to let me take a photo) and i’ve spotted most of my street flowers.
in fact it was only recently i realised that all the flowers on the floor had been coming from these hanging baskets (how stupid am i)!
the hanging baskets are now getting out of control thanks to the rainy summer and they are growing downwards at quite a terrific rate. they are so big and dangly that you can’t really walk round them and you have to bend right down to go under them (even for me). is this to be london’s first rain forest with its own microclimate ?
here’s a really bad picture of me in the flowers attempting to prove how low they are hanging (but failing). the photo was in to the sun and i was rushing for my train and i forgot to smile etc etc
wow. so many words in one entry. this is like a real blog !
matrii
look at this luxurious situation. it’s a man of the street lying in a brown velvet blanket and a nice new mattress.
a little later i noticed some more mattresses down a side street so i went to investigate
as a result of this minor diversion i ended up walking a different route to work and spotted this stained mattress some time later
