Showing posts with label Fencing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fencing. Show all posts

Monday, 14 September 2009

Settled


In my argument with a gentleman friend
about some obscure Biblical anomaly
he insisted I was missing the point

"Fiddlefaddle," I said
insisting we settle the matter
in the old-fashioned way

He wished afterwards he had missed my point as well
after I stabbed him in the leg
with my 1574 Italian rapier.

Monday, 8 September 2008

Back Way to Morissons


Ha! Sheds :)

Have posted these before?

Perhaps I have, but click on the picture and you'll see that the gree-door shed (garage?) has three tyres on the roof.

Why?


Odd symbols on walls
Cthulu rises?
Something's fishy.


A lovely echo here between the
puple of the flower and the blue iron palings.




Trickster,
doing what she does best.


A bit of fencing
I've not photographed this bit before,

Thursday, 31 July 2008

Fences, Graves, Fish and Pan


This is the bit between the dog field and the cemetery - the gap in the railings is just to the left. This is the corner, which contains an old horse-chestnut tree.



"And when you are dead, mom, this is how we'll dance around your grave."

"Is this yours?
You're very old.
"

This one for Aims, who wanted to see the awching Bramble Explorer, which has reached its target of the other hedge now.





A quick trip to Morisson's gave me the fish sculpture against the evening sky




Finally, this was for Nice Caroline
who's promoting the launch of her new novel Black Books which is out on the 1st September.

Caroline Smailes