So this week, in keeping with Advent, I thought we would have something ecclesiastical. There’s no story attached to this photo; it is just a rather lovely piece of Norman cathedral architecture in the triforium of Chichester Cathedral. Just look at he wonderful colours in that stone: I don’t know if it the stone, ceramic tiles or whether it is the remains of wall painting.
This week’s photograph is one I took in Lyme Regis quite a few years ago. I couldn’t resist the symmetry between dog and owner.
Another instalment in my occasional series documenting some of the underbelly of Britain. Britain which we wouldn’t like visitors to see and which we wish wasn’t there. The trash, abused, decaying, destitute and otherwise buggered parts of our environment. Those parts which symbolise the current economic malaise; parts which, were the country flourishing, wouldn’t be there, would be better cared for, or made less inconvenient.
I could not resist this! The care home where my mother lives is having some building work done. This notice is posted outside their front door. Absolutely brilliant builder’s English!
More pussy porn this week. Tilly had an interview with the vet on Wednesday and came away without her nuts. It doesn’t seem to have slowed her down any! On Friday I did a major reorganisation of my desk area, installed lots of new filing trays and a couple of plastic crates for holding the build up of filing. Small madam has decided the top crate, which is tucked under a shelf, is a good place to snooze., despite (because of?) the fact that she can only just squeeze in there one leg at a time and that via another stack of filing trays.
The first photo is of her bedding down; in the second she is on ther way out and looking for something to pounce on and destroy.
This week another couple of shots from our recent trip down the Thames. And just for variety here are a couple of Thames dredgers.
A few weeks ago, for Noreen’s birthday, we went on a trip down the Thames on the paddle-steamer Waverley, which is a magnificent boat. Leaving Tower Bridge in at the height of the morning rush hour we chugged down to Southend where we spent a few hours and returned up the Thames in the twilight and early evening.
It was a grand day out and needless to sat I took a lot of photos. Many aren’t very good — moving boats and cameras tend not to work too well together — and I’m still working on the better ones. Here’s one that I’ve finished working up: it is a montage of several shots taken looking north as we sailed under the QE2 Bridge at Dartford.
I thought we’d have some more pussy porn, after all the internetz is reserved for pussy innit. So here is Tilly the Kitten — some kitten at 24 weeks! — reclining this morning on my desk. She has a promising career ahead as a paperweight — when she’s not being a demolition specialist, that is!
I thought it was about time we had some more cat porn. So here is Tilly the (not so small) kitten taken earlier today. She is now almost 23 weeks and growing nicely. But as you see she is such a poor neglected kitten she has to sleep amongst the filing on the study floor! The rest of the time she’s charging around like Evel Knievel — or eating. Well typical teenager really!
