Sunday, 20 October 2013

Flowers, Digging Holes and Paradoxical Sign

Out with Bella this morning, I admired our neighbour's roses.
We went down into town and passed this eye-catching window display - would you believe it's for a soap shop?:--)
We went to the Little Theatre to see Philomena, a good film based on a true story with Judi Dench on outstanding form as ever. 
Walking back through town, the Andean pipe players were busking. 
Coming up towards Milsom Street. 
Caught the bus for the Park and Ride (it is cheaper for us to drive out of town to catch that bus than it is to use a city centre car park!) I got caught in a logical loop for quite a while as I tried to figure out how to get the hammer out to break the glass to get the hammer out to break the glass etc. etc.
Savage green colour on this car as we drove home. 
Took Bella out for her afternoon walk and was taken by the sunshine on these chimney stacks 
Virginia creeper still delighting even as the leaves fall off the vine. 
St Stephens church in the afternoon sunshine 
Passed this big hole that somebody has had dug to pour lots of money into - probably to build a house in this expensive area. 
Liked the sun on this row of silver birches. 
This pavement was being dug up before we left for Symi. It's been covered over, only to be dug up again… 
This sunflower really is at the end of its flowering time. 
I liked this sign because of the manufacturers' name - Four Paws Products. 
Mushrooms growing on the grass on Solsbury Way - it must be Autumn. 
Passsion flowers still in bloom - with rain from this afternoon's earlier downpour on them. 
I liked this cloud formation when I got home. It didn't last for long before big black clouds came over the sky once more…
This day last year we went back to Westonbirt, this time in the sunshine - better to appreciate the colours of the autumn trees. 
Su's news story of the day (BBC website - click on the title for the full story):
 Hayling Island properties hit by 'tornado'

When We Were Young(er) Su went to Tinos with a friend in the early 80s, where they were invited into a Harvest Festival (festooned with lots of squashes). Everyone was most welcoming apart from this stern youngster. 

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