Dear reader,
I'm looking for pics of interesting street inspection covers, a bit like this one. So if you are wandering around in London, Paris, Chicago or Batu Lumbang (or anywhere else that has pavements) and can snap a cover, please mail me. Thanks!
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Friday, December 15, 2006
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
#137 Tom in Barcelona
#136 Gerry Mulligan
Four of us went to El Vergel to hear some Jazz,
a quartet playing Gerry Mulligan scores.
From left to right:
Francisco Blanco - Valencia - Baritone saxophone
Jordí Vilá - Cataluña - Bass
Jeff Jerolamon - New York - Drums
Paul Evans - London - Trumpet
Little girl - El Vergel - Being naughty
Other girl - El Vergel - Glasses
Régine Dagoret de Boisgisson - France - Our neighbour
Chelo Perez Fernandez - Dénia - Conversation partner
Sally Lillie - Sleaford (Lincs) - Everything
a quartet playing Gerry Mulligan scores.
From left to right:
Francisco Blanco - Valencia - Baritone saxophone
Jordí Vilá - Cataluña - Bass
Jeff Jerolamon - New York - Drums
Paul Evans - London - Trumpet
Little girl - El Vergel - Being naughty
Other girl - El Vergel - Glasses
Régine Dagoret de Boisgisson - France - Our neighbour
Chelo Perez Fernandez - Dénia - Conversation partner
Sally Lillie - Sleaford (Lincs) - Everything
Monday, December 04, 2006
#135 Judy's Door
#134 To London
We went to London for a few days. Here we are in Covent Garden; Me, Sally and my Mum. When I was a little boy my mother seemed bigger than me . . . . she must be shrinking.
Next day, Sally, Jay and I walked along by the river and came upon a sculpture by a friend of ours, Karen Richmond. You can stand/lie on it and reflect on the travails of modern life, if you want.
Then we had a tour of Tate Modern. The entrance hall is fitted with some twirly slides (I didn't go on - might have been a bit too much fun).
Across the wobbly footbridge you can see St Paul's Cathedral and, back inside, one of my favourite pictures, Picasso's Three Dancers. I once made a T shirt for a triathlon using this picture as the logo. It's also on my Purple Square series - check the Flickr link on the right.
I pressed the fire control . . .
and ahead of me rockets blazed through the sky.
. . . . . and then we looked at a nice Asian lady in Tooting and her shop full of shoes.
Next day, Sally, Jay and I walked along by the river and came upon a sculpture by a friend of ours, Karen Richmond. You can stand/lie on it and reflect on the travails of modern life, if you want.
Then we had a tour of Tate Modern. The entrance hall is fitted with some twirly slides (I didn't go on - might have been a bit too much fun).
Across the wobbly footbridge you can see St Paul's Cathedral and, back inside, one of my favourite pictures, Picasso's Three Dancers. I once made a T shirt for a triathlon using this picture as the logo. It's also on my Purple Square series - check the Flickr link on the right.
I pressed the fire control . . .
and ahead of me rockets blazed through the sky.
. . . . . and then we looked at a nice Asian lady in Tooting and her shop full of shoes.
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