Midsummer Monster

Today is a sad day for Britain. Again the old ghost of a Victorian, and grossly inappropriate imperial mindset made itself known.  Here is a picture of a dust bin (or is it a Mondoshawan from The Fifth Element in disguise?) to cheer us up.

 

 

 

 

Bear In Blue Chair

Sometimes when you go from the kitchen to the hall, something like this will be waiting to get your attention.

 

 

A pimp looking, medal wearing, ball holding, teddy bear with a dinosaur for a pirate's parrot, a flash cape and just the right amount reflective ankle tape.

 

Tunnel of Love

This tunnel is a shortcut to Tesco's. Whenever I use it I am convinced one of two things will happen; either I get beaten up a gang wearing bowler hats and fake eye-lashes, or I will get taken away by a sensual, yet misunderstood beast called Vincent.

 

 

The Boy With a Spinosaurus In His Side

I snapped this picture while Sean and I walked through the collegiate part of town on the way home from school last Friday. I think it looks like a The Smiths album.

 

 

Bob The Lazy Ass

This kid's ride is located outside the local Tesco's. It isn't working as it should. Good thing Bob the Builder is there.

 

"No worries, Bob is here!"

"Eehh, let's see here. This is broken somehow."

"That ought to do it."
 

So - Can Bob fix it? Nah, but he is pretty good at standing around, looking like he is in the middle of something.

Leaving The Library

The guy from across the table has now been missing for an hour. His lap top is still sitting there. I am getting the heck out of Dodge while I can, and will try to swing by the local charity shop on my way home. I need a picture frame.

Boy on Bus

Sean, Spiner and their water bottle.

Sean (wearing the baseball cap he annexed from his old man) and Spiner.

Sean outside British Home Stores, which by-the-way has gone under...

Library Mystery

I am right now at the local library, sitting at a four seat table in the main reading room with two other blokes who work on their lap tops. One of them just packed up his rucksack and left the room. The thing that surprises me is that he left his lap-top on the table, right across from me. The thing that scares me is that I fully expect this to be a bomb-plot, and catch myself trying to remember any distinct characteristics about the guy that could prove my point. I don't remember any weird tattoos that I can connect with any known dissident group, so right now I am just going to stay where I am and see what happens.



Boy, Reading

This is Sean enjoying the local book store.

DIY

Here is a picture of my favourite new hang-out, the local B&Q on Warriston Road.

 

 

This is where all the cool kids go to look at reasonably prized wallpaper and lighting fixtures.