Saturday, September 14, 2013
I've taken my camera to work twice since I started this job in August, and both days it's rained. But even though my photography options were somewhat limited yesterday, I went walking on my lunch hour and found this great street sign leaning against a hedge next to a trash bin. Surely it isn't trash?
If I were younger and less cautious and I had a car, I would purloin it and hang it on the wall of my living room.
This was our wine the other night. As a stamp collector I appreciated that great label! It's based on a real stamp, from 1898 -- one that, alas, I do not have in my collection.
This morning, as I was walking Olga, I found an open, wrinkled bit of plastic wrap bearing a £4.50 price tag and containing these beads (along with various bits of paper, lint and other detritus). They look like the remains of a beading project of some kind. I plan to mail them to an artsy friend. The streets are paved with jewels here in London, I tell you!