a man on a stick
he thinks the sun shines out of his …
he thinks the sun shines out of his …
remember the turf ? it’s still looking lovely.
as seen from the inside (secure side) of the houses of parliament. you’ll be pleased to know my bag didn’t fly off the security conveyor belt this time.
it’s very popular to put people in glass boxes in london. here are the latest ones.
they are actors in a bullet proof box in Trafalgar Square. they are reading all the year numbers spanning a million years or something. it’s very good.
i didn’t have time to stop and watch it all (it runs 24 hours until friday i think).
if i find a link i’ll post it for you.
don’t go to the building on the right of big ben unless you want your bag to fall off the security conveyorbelt.
more moody streetlights.
on a comedy and terrorism related theme, i went to a very high security government building for a meeting this morning. i put all my valuables (camera, pedometer etc) in my bag before i arrived so they could all go throught the x-ray machine.
reconstruction
the man loaded my bag on to the conveyor belt, turned and looked at me, then turned back, pressed a button and …
here is a hanky. it’s on the floor in the station and no one has picked it up.
it used to be the case that ladies would drop their hanky to attract the attention of male of the opposite sex who would lean over and return said item to the lady of the opposite persuasion. (i suspect i may be over wording this slightly).
but the very fact that this was left on the station proved that this approach to dating no longer works. people would rather go speed dating instead it seems.
this street cabinet has been resently repainted with anti graffiti blobby paint. it’s as black as can be yet seems to be really bright because it was reflecting the sunlight.
it was really quite attractive to look at. i might get our car done in a similar style.
from my window i could see the robot wars merchandising shop. but it’s shut or moved or something. it’s funny how you miss things when they are gone. i never went in it, but it was quite exciting. now it’s just a load of flourescent yellow and black lines.
today was a trip to the natural history museum. it’s fantastic value (free) and is most excellent. dinosaurs were the main draw of course. i liked the earthquake/volcano etc bits. even the building itself is fantastic.
lots of fun was had by all.
and it’s only a shortish walk from Paddington Station so we even managed to avoid ‘tube with pushchair’ misery.
come to london where the street are paved with CDburning software.
this flag is all worn out. that’s probably symbolic.
i’ve found a nice pub near St Paul’s cathedral (and therefore near where my next meeting is in half an hour) which has free wifi ! And it’s a really nice pub which was used in some Gwynth Paltrow movie (changing doors or something i think) and the food’s really nice.
lovely.
here are some tourists standing outside a taxi. they had made the taxi driver get out and take a photo of them. anyone who’s ever come in to contact with a london taxi driver will understand the negotiation that probably went in to arranging this.
the funny thing is that behind where i was standing is St Paul’s catherdral. If they had taken the photo from the other side of the taxi it would have made a nice photo. oh well.
so what about the giant cat that is stalking london ? i’m definately on to something here. it’s a load of spreaded shredded paper. Exactly the kind of thing that a giant cat would sleep in.
and where is it most apparent ? round man hole covers. the cat is obviously sleeping underground and comes up through these holes to stalk its pray.
when it lurches and lunges it causes a vortex which spirals the paper pieces in a circle.
i’m glad this is my last day in london for a week …
a comedy moment of misery outside the Astoria just now. lots of goths in a row.
sing together now, “100 moody goths sitting in a row ….”
i tried to produce a boring photo. this isn’t bad.