boat jam

at the end of their downstream sprint the exhausted scullers move slowly back upstream towards the clubhouses and the ramps

the tide has slid out really quickly and there is only sufficient water for one boat at a time to pass beneath putney bridge

 

"my hands are blistered !"

 

peace keepers returning from the clapham peace demo

 

fashion v style ... unreal city

i wonder what constellation the moon was rising in today ?

Answer = it was a waxing gibbous moon rising through leo

... hey ! that's my constellation !

t.s.eliot's river ... run softly 'til i sing my song

 

too many oars !

today it is the womens' heads of the river race

i've never seen so many fit birds

 

brighton; the west pier's skellington, the ruined bandstand, and one of brighton's fabulous cast iron lamp posts

pictured during a traffic jam on the sea front

a distant view of shoreham's gas-fired power station ...

... and another of brighton's fading glories

another side of brighton

the charming olde view along shoreham harbour as you approach from the west

 

findon church, near worthing in west sussex

you get this tantalising glimpse for about two seconds from the main road as you pass through the south downs towards the coast

 

after the rain

 

more sphinxes than you can shake a stick at !

 

a storm brewing above battersea dogs & cats home

we had thunder and lightning and hail and cycling home was less enjoyable than usual

 

may's folly at hadlow in kent

 

you might not want to walk through this space on a windy day

 

a very cold wet afternoon on the village green at westerham in kent ...

 

... one of the worst sculptures i've ever seen

 

popped along the river bank ...

 

... in case the oxford crew needed some advice on ...

 

... how to handle their oars !

 

three beautiful sounds

the cacophony of an espresso machine
in a tiled & smoke-filled bar
with twenty five spaniards
all shouting at the television

the hiss of the breaking wave
rushing back down the pebbles
on brighton beach

the ear-splitting merriment of
a feasting flock of sparrows

... and a fourth

the turbo-charged,
window-rattling,
organ-loft storm
of George Collinson's voice
in the middle of a joyous rant !

fortnum and mason's window dressing genius?/genii? at it again ...

... i'll have some of what they're on !

 

the aged parents in repose ... honour thy father and thy mother

 

breakfast !

 

... beyond the wildest dreams of avarice ...