Our downstairs loo is also used for storing running shoes. My wife has the same sort of fetish for running shoes that other women have for nice heels. This is my side of the stack, although a few have migrated across.
In Taffs Well, this garage looks like it last saw decoration around 1978
A faded graffiti door in Liverpool
It is half term, but I am an external examiner at Liverpool University and had to come up for an award board tomorrow So, I brought my daughter with me, and we went around Albert Dock, including the Tate Liverpool, the Slave Museum and then a film at the Picturehouse.
This is just outside my village. When I used to come and visit my wife’s family we would drive past it and I thought it had been erected especially to commemorate the Queen’s Silver Jubilee. It was a rather odd tribute I thought. But later I discovered it was one of the old remaining uprights for the rather grand [url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walnut_Tree_Viaduct]Walnut Tree Viaduct [/url]. This was built in 1901 to carry coal from Merthyr to Cardiff docks. In an act of historical vandalism the viaduct was destroyed in 1974.
There’s also an interesting story of the relevance of the monarchy here I think: Silver Jubilee, big effort made; Golden Jubilee, “ok, we’ll put up a token message”; Diamond Jubilee “Oh, you’re just taking the piss now”.
In the middle of the woods is this secret door. I guess it leads into the old tin mine. Or a superhero’s secret hideout. One of the two.
This is an old lock on the disused Glamorgan canal, now a nature reserve. You will notice that it isn’t raining.
It is Friday. I like a pale/golden ale, and this is Dorothy Goodbody’s Golden Ale, with it’s erm, rather old fashioned sexist label. It’s from [url=http://www.wyevalleybrewery.co.uk/brewery/index.html#.UwejK0J_ufQ]Wye Valley brewery[/url], which proclaims “Goodbody by name and good body by nature”. They do jolly nice beers though.
My daughter got a t-shirt with this failed Olympic sign from the Sochi opening ceremony. I like that it has become an international symbol of Epic Fail
You can’t move for bloody dragons round where I live.