Monday, 30 July 2012

Blue Arsed Monday

It's Blue Arsed Monday so how about a lovely sky picture to soothe the mind.

Only in Brighton!

I'm quite a fan of tiles, these are rather pleasing to the eye.

Sunday, 29 July 2012

Things I find on the floor #1

I thought these were a thing of the past. Sometimes I see them buried into the tarmac but this one looked pretty chipper. In the future they'll find these things and wonder what ancient man used them for...actually they wont because they can just google it but hey ho you get the general gist.

Thursday, 26 July 2012

Monday, 23 July 2012

Saturday, 21 July 2012

Friday, 20 July 2012

Try and do something pretty each day

Day one, two and three pictures...dull as mouldy old shite but I still keep going!

The Friday lunch break snaps

Kemptown is a strange & wonderful beast.

A half naked builder on each scaffolding level, perfect setting for gay musical?

Wednesday, 18 July 2012

Crime of the day...

Today I was somewhat repulsed to see a scrawny young chap in a t-shirt displaying the text 'I'D DO ME'...a level of vanity to which no human should ever admit let alone advertise on their own (self-desirable) body.

Punishment: Instant removal of private parts.

Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Fancy a brew?

I was taking a lunch break walk today when I overheard a man talking to his dog...."If you tread in shit don't spread it everywhere ok"...


Monday, 16 July 2012

Blue Plaque Monday...

Kemp developed Kemptown's Sussex Square (the largest crescent in Britain!).

Wednesday, 11 July 2012

Tuesday, 10 July 2012

The mini-postcard-project!

And one more for luck...

Art assistant Archie

Tea break paper picture!

Let Hedgehogs never be wiped out. Ok thanks.

Monday, 9 July 2012

Look down...

Today's feeble offering is sponsored by the effects of a bottle of wine the previous night, bottoms up!

Wednesday, 4 July 2012

At the manual handling training day...

Catchy title eh?

Surprised you're reading on if I'm honest!

My day began at 0600 hours with a daunting din from my mobile phone telling me 'just get up now, don't snooze me for 45 sodding minutes like usual'. 
45 sodding minutes later I got out of bed with my cat Harry flashing me a look which seemed to say 'please leave my bedroom in a quiet and orderly fashion, thanks dear'. (I'm pretty sure this would be said in a camp voice).
Cats are hard to read, their facial expressions can be interpreted as ecstatic and murderous in one glance. One thing is certain, their definition of the word 'snooze' is a whole lot different from ours.

I struggle with training days.
Social phobia/anxiety is my particular weakness and one I have now learnt to use to my advantage. This blog is born out of my need to get away from people in that annoying yet necessary hour of the day we call lunch break. Don't misunderstand me, I am happy to fit in and small talk...but doing this for a whole hour without a glass of wine in my hand is tantamount to torture.

Anyway, on training courses I am concerned with the absolute necessity of escape. I have been known to circumnavigate the globe in my attempt to avoid human contact with strangers, I have returned from the allotted lunch break time covered in mosquito bites with jet lag and a tropical disease. On the positive side I had crossed 6 time zones so when I returned It was last Thursday.

Deep breath...

"Hello, which department do you work in"?

Tea break Metro photo of the day!

Tuesday, 3 July 2012

No Fouling

It started to rain so I had to abandon todays mini pictures!

Monday, 2 July 2012