i'm aspiring to honorary membership of the order of the golden anorak ,,,

 

... 'cos there woz a helicopter and a moving train in the frame

not quite up to the great o. winston link's high standards ... yet !


 

who left the lights on ?

foster's albion wharf ... not a lot of washing hanging out today !

 

somehow it reminded me of jack and the beanstalk ...

 

i painted two of these tables a few years ago ...

... and sold them to two delightful tarot readers, cheap !

i cribbed the zodiac layout from the great clock currently under restoration in San Marco in Venice, but made some changes

Pisces became two Brighton dolphins

Virgo was the girl at the Library in Hove

Gemini were vaguely like a couple of Brighton dykes

charles williams, my mother's father, began work as an engine cleaner in a shed like this ...

... before the first world war

 

the station cat flounces off in search of true love & catsmeat

the station cat at sheffield park, pretending to be starved of affection ..

... everyone knows cats are born with a vocational qualification in emotional blackmail

 

my mum smoked hers in the outside loo ...

 

you don't see many gaslights nowadays

 

no kitty, kitty ! not that kind of litter ...

 

this lad's got a square tongue ... and a sailor suit

 

exactly where and when ...

did you first learn to pronounce these words and begin to understand their meanings ?

 

hove actually

it isn't easy to stop along the seafront in brighton and hove

i snatched this shot because i fear these lamp posts may be about to disappear

 

blatchington windmill near hove

 

to set off an agatha christie type of plot, place the martini and cyanide on the table now ...

 

80064 in the bluebell railway engine shed