Post View Bear World.

Another magic/tragic trio follow.



These posts are found at regular points of the journey. There are 1000 found on designated cycle routes across the nation. I wondered silently if any had been nicked and what people would do with them. Have you seen one in your local town? Have you noticed an increase in dead cyclists on a nearby train line? Call our advice line to explore the merits of a touch-tone circuit.



This view, stolen wholesale from the University of Kent at Canterbury, describes just a handful of the reasons that city residents use to substantiate their argument about the beauty of stone. I thought it a joke too - now my face is covered with egg and my mouth is full of humble crow pie. Good job I had my cake and ate it, otherwise I'd feel deeply foolish about the whole affair.



Finally, we encountered this fully grown anus in the [S/W]hitefriars Shopping Arena where people will do anything to seem more human in a vague and corporate world. I held back from asking him about the wages of his sins, but I did commit his face to pixel. In truth, I liked his act - it certainly made this old cynic want to Build-A-Bear. Or Burst-A-Man. G'night.

PS: I am going to have such a big detention for all this slacking!