thanks to daz, the butter and marmalade stains have completely disappeared

nacrephiliac

land horse ...

... sea horse

it must be jelly 'cos jam don't shake like that

silbury hill

customer relations, nine elms style ... the vendor is on the right

there will be a short intermission .... whilst we regain our equilibrium after a cultural weekend

what's yours ?

craven street, WC2

stuff just laying around

a stage outfit worn by the supremes

i spent some time in the V and A this afternoon practising my photography-in-the-dark skills


you will have seen some of the objects before, but not quite as clearly ...


these dresses are by the entrance to the supremes exhibition


i first heard "where did our love go ?" performed by johnny anger and the wild ones on stage at beeches barn in cirencester in nineteen sixty something just before the record was released over here ...


i went there with my excellent schoolfriend robert hitchings whose dad, fred, kindly drove us over from malmesbury


the wild ones were not quite as wriggly as the supremes, all of them were stubbly males wearing black leather cuban heels and matching black leather jerkins, but they sang it ever so well

cinderella's other slipper ... click on the picture to see the nice button

the norfolk room without concert chairs ... the camera was teetering on a ledge

more old tins ... including robin hood as dick whittington as principal boy

my second best dressing gown ... too many buttons

posh frocks in low light ... now you can see the stitching

a clearer view of those gilbert bayes' figures

try milk of magnesia

typical millwall supporters ... mister nobody ... 'an 'is bruvver