umbrella
umbrella farm
the day after they declared a drought it rained like a mad thing for a week (and looks like for another week). here’s an umbrella collection at work looking like a mushroom farm. well, a bit.
sleeping rough under an umbrella
it’s a street ambassador under an umbrella. much more waterproof than a cardboard box
soggy wales
no sooner had we gone across the welsh border and we knew this was going to be a wet holiday. it was also at this point i realised that my photos weren’t going to reveal the extent of the rain, so you’ll mostly just have to take my word for it.
here is a bin with an abandoned brolly. possibly dumped there by someone leaving the country.
various people braved the elements to walk their soggy dogs.
wind and rain
wind and rain go hand in hand, yet the umberolly rarely seems up to the job. here are but two which failed the road test.
the umbrellas of belfast
there were a lot of umbrellas abandoned in belfast, so there were.
the irish people i met were proud of their drizzly windy weather so i assume these brollies were abandoned with glee
