someone has disgarded their blender. but best of all, they’ve chucked it away in its original box ! there’s something slightly strange about throwing something away in the box it came in.
it sort of implies that it wasn’t used enough as the box should wear out before the machine surely ? although the box does look pretty worn out.
perhaps they threw it away for precisely that reason “i think i best chuck this blender out dear, the cardboard box is falling apart”.
this pile of dirt and stones has been dragging itself along the street. where is it going ? what is its motive ? why do we care so ?
once there were four. tonight there are three.
how about this for a musical “seven dials for seven features”. it could be all about a special gadget that did special things depending on how you set the dials ? yes ? no ? oh well.
viewed from an angle in the Oak Tree Inn
i went to the supermarket with kezia this afternoon as a father/daughter bonding thing. we walked past the men’s pants department and i saw these keyhole trunks.
trunks seems a modern word for pants (and i use this term in the most british of senses – non of your trousers here pls).
and what’s the keyhole bit all about ? is it for those physiologically challenged ? or a modern day chastity belt ? it’s all too much for me to comprehend.
next they’ll be saying men need to wear single piece swimming costumes at public pools.
not everything in life is black and white. but some things are.
this man was standing on a first floor window tied on with a rope. i didn’t think he looked very safe.
walking down a street i looked up and saw this barbed wire circle. viciously beautiful
these guys appeared to be making a film about how to be run over.
you don’t get this kind of thing on the web. i might spell stuff wrong and have rubbish grammar but at least my words don’t slide off the page like they did in last night’s Evening Standard
this girl seems very pleased with herself. very mysterious.
here is a van delivering cryogenic gas to a theatre. i was struck by the sign on the side of the van which suggests you might like to use cryogenic gas for leisure.
i think that would be a great conversation starter at parties.
do you have any hobbies ?
yes. cryogencs.
the highlight of the country fair is the tug ‘o’ war. local kids get to take on the local cadets and prove once and for all who is the bestest. i suspect it’s where the local gangs setlle their scores. it’s a very passionate occasion.
of course the civilians won and against the military which was a nice post-iraq statement (in its own way):
this man is a complete star. he comperes the show all day by basically speaking for 7 hours solid and saying whatever comes in to his head. it’s completely mad and really funny. probably drives his wife mad.
it wouldn’t surprise me if he organises the entire show so he can do his compering turn. whatever, he’s the highlight for me each year.
he was in charge of setting up the rope for the tug’o’war as well as judging the winners:
after the matches this man came and took the rope away (i suspect he was going to sell the old thing for cash):
but what of the local kids who’d been whooped up and wished to celebrate their winnings ? well, they had a massive playfight in the middle of the ring, watching by dozens of bemused spectators:
this tap might be gone by the time i walk down this particular street again. so here it is for your enjoyment. it was enormous. but you can’t really tell. and it’s out of focus.
but it’s the thought that counts.
