yellow hoses
two short yellow hoses (viewed from each end)
two short yellow hoses (viewed from each end)
this lady was carrying a wedding dress angrily down the street on her head. there was a story here somewhere.
i had to laugh when she went in to the wrong door, quickly came out as if nothing had happened and then went in to the next door which actually belonged to the wedding dress shop.
three boxes in a row. the one on the right looks the tallest. but only because it’s standing on a plant pot.
what incredible cheek.
you never know when death will catch up with you. if you go to brussels you may find that you end up walking straight in to him like i did a few weeks back.
look at all these boxes chained together. i suspect there was an amateur escapologists meeting last night and they all got stuck.
and look at how they’ve stacked the boxes on the right. everyone knows when building a tower you should put the biggest boxes on the bottom. they’re asking for trouble.
i’m sure this headline refers to something horrible, but let’s just pretend it doesn’t for a minute.
perhaps it’s actually referring to an old lady who decided to have a go at her down decorating rather than paying one of those cowboys to do it for her. she paid the price when she tripped and spilt paint on herself.
my headline would have read “grannies – putting the pain back in to paint”.
this giant carboard contraption was about a metre square and looked like it was under huge pressure. it could explode open at any moment.
i took a chance with getting the photo – my flash could have been the thing which set it free. but it wasn’t. so we are ok.
but it was tempting to undo the tape and see if it popped up in to a giant carboard house.
it’s modern street accomodation for the flat pack generation. ideal for street folk. free with every can of Super Strength Lager.
i thought this was a fancy egg cup. but it’s got some stange compartment up the top, so i suspect it’s not.
i was particularly impressed by the effect the camera flash had on the pavement on the picture on the right. it turned bland tarmacadam in to shimering jewels. a bit like God does really.
i have a new person working for me. she’s called Pilar and so far seems to be enjoying the world of telecommunication regulation.
i noticed today that she was wearing two watches. apparently the battery had run out on one of them so she was wearing an additional working one.
in a few years time she’ll most likely have an arm full of watches – all (except one) with dead batteries.
here’s a very strange thing sent from regular reader Sarah. i can’t attempt to paraphrase her email, so here it is in full:
“I live in Minnesota and at our state fair there is a young woman who wins a contest and gets to be the princess of the dairy farmers. She’s called Princess Kay of the Milky Way. And one of the many honors that are bestowed on this young woman is the privilege of having a large block of butter carved into her likeness.
I took a picture of last year’s sculpture that sat in the cooler at the fair. Behind it sits this year’s Princess Kay of the Milky Way as she sits for the artist who is carving her Butterhead.
I love the Butterhead. I want to bite her nose. And, yes, the butterhead is wearing a tiara.”
this reminded me of this, but obviously not quite as good !
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airplane interiors are quite small so like caravans everything is designed to be space efficient. this is most obvious in the toilets where everything has a function to assist you in your functions.
even i was shocked by the size of this teeny weeny metal baby changing table. it was only about 3 centimetres long and 1 centimetre wide. they tried to confuse us by putting an even smaller sign next to it, but i’m not stupid.
here’s a strange thing. it’s a double toilet coincidence.
firstly i took this picture of a toilet:
and then i took this picture: