Well, there i was, enjoying a weekend in Edinburgh, with some wonderful people, and what should appear...Firsly, a temporary sign, held up by a 900gk lump of concrete.
Now, i don't mind this at all, but why do we or anyone for that matter, need to be told that it is 900kg's. Geoff Capes would have loved this mind.
Well, more entertainment ensues, then...
...this appears. Now, we all love a good Dave, but 2 on one night. Who would have thought. Sir John Sainsbury was playing just down the road but my phone ran out of film so couldn't capture the shot.
Oh yes, we rocked into the Canny Mans pub. What a smashing little boozer. Although you won't get served if you want a fight. I didn't want a fight, so got served. Anyway, i went to the lav, and look what i found...
That is a proper pub that has a nail brush in the boys bogs. Live the dream Canny Mans, live the dream!
We get to the end of the night and on walking home we stumble upon this painting in a framing shop...
I really don't think i have seen something this sad since the last ever episode of Flipper when he got chewed up by a Yamaha outboard. To think what happened to this poor family. Did she run off with the plumber. Did he elope with the secretary of the High Wycombe Golf Club. I don't know, and will never know, but i was awfully sadened with the entire situation.
Here's to Edinburgh!
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