nureyev memorial

 

henry moore gets complicated

 

i wonder if henry moore had a slipped disc ?

 

henry moore's autograph

 

we're off to see the wizard ...

 

vauxhall bridge statuary

 

hooray ! ... look closely and you will see that flights in to heathrow have resumed

 

a shock

i was walking on the south bank from battersea towards vauxhall this afternoon when some squabbling seagulls dropped this poor young eel at my feet

it's proper name is/was anguilla anguilla

it must have been dead but, hoping it might only be stunned, i put it back in to the river

blimey ! some of them are ten feet high !

... so i think it must be hogweed rather than angelica

 

looks tasty !

 

from woodingdean towards falmer

 

ahwww ! ... nuts !

on sale in rottingdean this morning

get your anoraks on lads ! ... the train now entering platform four ...

is an LMR Ivatt 2-6-2 tank engine

 

41312 on the bluebell line ... controls and firebox

 

they don't make them like that any more

 

sign at horsted keynes station

 

station porter at horsted keynes

 

sign at horsted keynes station

 

snargate church in romney marsh, kent

i screeched to a halt on a country road after spotting this remote & dilapidated church hidden in a clump of tall trees

at first all seemed sad and despoiled, but there are a few things that will please painters and connoisseurs of vernacular art ... not least the postcards showing this 1986 painting by john piper

 

an improving text in snargate church, one of a set

 

at snargate church ... i apps, carpenter, and all his jolly men, 1780

i wish i could have been there !

 

anonymous painting on boards at snargate church, about four feet by three

 

glenn to the rescue

after a nocturnal someone who shall remain anonymous had left me two broken sacks of flour to deliver, glenn dashed upstairs to the dry goods store & returned with two replacements ... net weight equals 2x32 kilos equals 64 kilos equals 141 pounds by my calculations

just out of bed in my second best pyjamas

 

rex whistler

wake up, gels !

there's still time to get down to brighton for the magnificent rex whistler exhibition

early to rise

cycling down the wide empty pavement of west hill towards wandsworth just as daylight shows ...

the wind shaking the trees and my tyres cutting a crackling swathe through drifts of fallen leaves