Good Grief! What a sheltered life you led. And no doubt you are also going to tell me you never got caught having a smoke behind the bike sheds either!
🙂
I wouldn’t mind a wardrobe like that! Far more pristine than mine, and brighter than my black. I fear the day when I begin stashing the washing in the biscuit tin – sometimes I think it’s arrived, at least metaphorically.
Sometimes, I get confused. Leominster is a local town, about 40 miles north of us … and of course, we live in Uxbridge and we used to lived in Waltham.
That picture really looks like painting. And I really like it a lot.
Hi there, Shimon. It was such fun to find this display on an otherwise very ill-lit day. Hope you are well. I am visiting your blog. I just haven’t commented. Been having computer problems for one thing 🙂
Some kind of art installation?
There was no explanation. It was just there, off one of the main streets.
How weird. I know Ludlow has an art festival and you often see strange things dotted around the town then. Maybe Leominster does the same?
Colorful.
What’s the time?
Half past nine
Hang your bloomers on the line.
When they’re dry bring them in
And stick them in the biscuit tin.
Thanks so much for that caption, Ark. One quirk deserves another 🙂
Didn’t you ever sing this as a kid?
Nope. Sadly not. Can make up for it now though 🙂
Good Grief! What a sheltered life you led. And no doubt you are also going to tell me you never got caught having a smoke behind the bike sheds either!
🙂
I never got caught!!!
So YOU say!
Would I tell you porkies, Ark. Actually, did my covert after-school smoking in a back street café.
Me neither!!
Had I seen this, I would have gone nuts. What a great installation!
It’s such fun, isn’t it. And it brightened a VERY gloomy day weatherwise.
The clothing version of “fake news?” 🙂 Love the bright colors and the fun behind whatever it’s supposed to be.
janet
Definitely good to celebrate fun wherever one finds it 🙂
Oh, Bloomin’ amazing!
Ha! Bloomin’ indeed.
😊😊
Smalls? 🙂 🙂 Or quite big?
In-betweenies? 🙂
Just our size 🙂 🙂
I wouldn’t mind a wardrobe like that! Far more pristine than mine, and brighter than my black. I fear the day when I begin stashing the washing in the biscuit tin – sometimes I think it’s arrived, at least metaphorically.
Oh dear – the biscuit tin moment. Much to be avoided, Meg.
Great post! What a wonderful photograph!
Thank you, Kendall.
Welcome!
Sometimes, I get confused. Leominster is a local town, about 40 miles north of us … and of course, we live in Uxbridge and we used to lived in Waltham.
That picture really looks like painting. And I really like it a lot.
Ah, the shared place names dilemma. One thing though, Leominster is also 40 miles from us, so at least that is straightforward 🙂
Love this…My maternal grandfather was from Leominster Hereford..? Have a lovely day 🙂
Oh yes. I remember you posted some fantastic photos.
Love the photo!
Hi there, Shimon. It was such fun to find this display on an otherwise very ill-lit day. Hope you are well. I am visiting your blog. I just haven’t commented. Been having computer problems for one thing 🙂
Someone has a great sense of humour and what a fun way to brighten up the street scene. 3D street art…
It is fun. Now I’m just posting some actual washing 🙂