Out and About

I said to my friend Yvonne "Let's take this show on the road". if I'd have been drunk and said "Letsh take this row on the shoad", it wouldn't have worked and would only have caused confusion. So, we had convinced a small arty shop in Stow on the Wold to take some of our work, so, it was via Warwick to stow, camers poised and ready. Other trips included Corley Rocks in Coventry, a kind of a rural drugs den, and Cumbria, where my mother lives in a big massive castle.

Getting out of Coventry was difficult, because the local economy suffers if anyone leaves the city and spends cash anywhere else; more business crashes (It's a bit like trying to get out of Russia). As a result, we're fenced in, and the fences are electrified. They are electrified by the East Midlands Electricity Board, and we, the consumers have to pay to be trapped. There was nothing for it, we had to stow away in a post van headed for Warwick. You can always tell when post vans are headed for Warwick, because their wheel nuts are studded with diamonds, and the bodies are glittering with many precious stones. The postmen/women on these runs have to, by law, dress as butlers and deliver the letters on silver trays; of course I'm not saying people in Warwick are powsh. Whatever gives you that idea? The result was some pictures from the Saxon Mill, which is a nice pub near Guys Clffe house, and built on/by a river. The postman stopped to get sozzled because he was stressed with being a 'postie butler'. It's cool when the rains fall and the river swells, because it comes through the floor of the pub, bubbling through a large flagstone, creating a lovely jacuzzi which people like to sit round, and go home refreshed. or, you can go for a meal and ask  "What's on the menu?", and the waiter/waitress days, "That fish sir!". Cool!  Mind you, I think it's a good job sharks are seawater and not British river fish, because imagine some angry hungry thresher coming through the displaced flagstone.

We then went to Stow, in Yvonne's car, I was joking above.

Some of the shots are from a trip I made to Cumbria one weekend to check my inheritance, and to switch on my mothers life support machine (Eastenders and Coronation street, and the news).

Still working on this site, so more pictures soon.