Yay

Yay us!
Click on this link and scroll down to see why I'm so pleased with Norwich (again).

Wednesday Window - Vodka

The House of Rampant Lies

The House of Rampant Lies (as you know, my theory that the true nature of things is revealed in their anagrams is borne out by "The Houses Of Parliament" becoming "The House Of Rampant Lies") actually looks quite good in the dark (four o'clock now and getting darker as midwinter approaches).
The people who built this blingfest also put the fake gargoyles on the old palace (see yesterday's post).

WTF Monday

Victorian fake gargoyle tacked onto the side of the Palace of Westminster.

Pretty apt for the building that houses Parliament.

Where Am I?

Or rather: where was I when I took this exceedingly poorly exposed photograph?

If I'm a little terse today, it's because it's freezing here and due to get a whole lot colder (Siberia is coming to visit) and my back is still in agony and I'm going down with a cold which means I keep sneezing and each sneeze leaves me doubled up on the floor in pain and swearing like an Old Dive post, and Christmas is coming and you know how grouchy that makes me at the best of times.
So please cheer me up by making wild - or even educated - guesses at the photograph's location (no, it's not Hobbiton; I think you'll be surprised).
Toodle pip from Grumpyland.

Saturday Statuary - Feather Hat

Jealous of the English Governor's feathery headgear, Tarquin improvises.

Fa - Fa - Fa - Fa -

Ooooh, bop.

Doh doh doh doh doh doh doh doh,

Fa - fa - fa- fa - Fashion …

We are the goon squad and we're coming to town (beep beep).

Mister Bowie was always a master lyricist.

And Old Dive is always a sucker for a good outfit.

Found this lady crossing Piccadilly and simply couldn't resist the "Gosh! Love your outfit. May I take a photo?" which invariably results in some nicely thrown poses.

My back is still seriously crocked this morning, but I have to struggle in to the office to get a tender issue out, dammit. Not the sort of thing I can trust to anyone else.

Painkillers and swearing ahoy!

Have a painless Friday, dress well and be careful of your back.

Car Porn Thursday - DB3S

Sweet …

Well' it's Thursday, so it's Car Porn and there's nothing you can do about it except moan. And talking of moaning: I've put my smegging back out slipping on frozen leaves, so I'm here at home swearing a lot and hicking around with my stick.
I'm not going to be hanging around this bloody monitor much longer though, as sitting like this really hurts.
Ow … Ow … Ow … fucking OW!

Wednesday Window

er …

Goosestep

No reason … I just find geese goose-stepping almost as hilarious as watching soldiers do it.