Thursday Theme - Chair

Thursday theme - how handy for lazy uninspired busy bloggers like me as I'm absolved of the need to think of a theme or topic to post.

However I have had to think about which pictures to post.

As my photography habit has grown, its quite interesting to see the obsessions which emerge. I seem to have taken an inordinate number of pictures of traffic cones; rubbish; chimneys; abandoned clothes and shoes; fire hydrants and similar; walls and pavements; chairs.

so, here is a small selection which are - on reflection - partly illustrative of me, where I live and where I go with my camera:


a lot of the chairs I photograph are dumped


The left-hand picture above is the Thames which is, for much of its length, a beautiful river. But the stretch where I walk and cycle most is full of dumped artefacts and I have quite a few "Thames chair" pictures. And even more "Thames shopping trolley" pictures.

This is one of my most viewed pictures on flickr - no doubt because it is entitled "bottomless". pffft


but this is clearly not just a London, or an English phenomenon, or an urban phenomenon. Here are some abandoned chairs spotted on my travels:

in urban Ipswich, Suffolk, England



in suburban Nyack, NY, USA



in the deeply rural Dordogne, France.





Some "street chairs" are ambiguous.

dumped? or loitering?



dumped? or waiting for a bus?

by a bus stop in Greenwich


dumped? or enjoying the sunshine?

just down the road from home in Charlton


dumped? or avoiding a parking fine?

in a car park in East London, Nr. Liverpool St.


dumped? or waiting for lunch?

outside Somerfield in Greenwich


This chair is certainly waiting to be sat in

its in one of my favourite pubs in Greenwich, the Greenwich Union.


My final chair is also waiting - to be returned (post-renovation) to Little Gem's bedroom, to be engulfed in a teenage PILE

Mice beware!

We have a growing short-list of possible names which might suit our new family member. He doesn't seem at all convinced by his current but obviously false name, "Tommy".


He is 5 months old, quite shy and very beautiful.

Update: he was quite shy when I began this post yesterday, but after an hour or two of sitting (happily but hidden) in a little quite inaccessible hidey hole last night, he then began to take possession of the house. And us.

His shyness seems to have vanished entirely, he is purring constantly and doing those things that kittens do.


We would be happy to add any of your naming suggestions to our list, subject of course to our own hardly-thought-through, difficult-to-articulate and wildly subjective and inconsistent criteria.

Top-runners at the moment are:
Skaro
Logan
Havelock Vetinari.

disruptions

back at home
back to work

6 am is too early, no matter what time I get to bed

battling against a persistent cold
beleaguered by large piles of student essays to be marked

my computer is limping on
though also very reluctant to wake at 6 am
or at any time for that matter


I hope to resume normal blogging (whatever that might be) in due course

Tomorrow, Saturday, I will be off to Jersey, ,
to spend with M's lovely family.


There will be and quite a lot of and

and probably too many .


but i will be to in front of with and .


Despite LG's , we're not likely to get any .
Its a rare event in the .
On the very odd occasions when it does the island goes into a panic.
Just a few will persuade people to stay at and cause them to take , such as buying up irrational amounts of

and fitting to their .

Snow would be rather nice - and who wouldn't want to make a ?
but I hope to do some with my,

especially along the


Going for long is a good way to escape the .

This is especially important when Eastenders is on

with its Christmas menu of

.




It makes me want to .





I may not get much access to a while I am away.

An IT will be quite nice actually, and I look forward to

and .

I an animated for
but the only moving knitting pictures i could find were .





Bah !



So bye bye for a while lovely bloggers, seasonal wotsits and all best wishes to all of you. Hoping for a more just and peaceful 2009 and for happiness for all of us.





Animations from: www.gifs.net
http://www.animated-gifs.eu/leisure.htm
http://www.webdeveloper.com/animations/
http://web.piczo.com

IT trouble

computer update: i don't know if this supports the "female trouble" theory (though of course, Reya, you are right) but its the Logic Board on my beloved computer which has gone doolally.

and which would cost more to fix than the cost of a new computer.

:-[

so i'm currently slumming on LG's computer, once my very own but nearly 10 years old and SO SLOOOOOOW

and now I'm used to better things, I think i shall have to save up £££...




so

frrrt
a-bvvvvvrrrrfff
piffle
bbbrrrrtt
thpppppppppptttttt
b p b b p b p h h h
pwwwwfffffft
pbthththt
bood bood
broink
poot


to that


(fortunately I have my christmas blog post prepared already, all-but covered in sticky-backed-plastic, ready to post sometime soon....)

tecchie

Street art in/around Brick Lane, London


My computer is going into the shop tomorrow.

It is very reluctant to wake up these days, rather like me. Once it is powered up, everything is functioning just fine, but it takes quite a while and rather a lot of pressings of the button. And unpluggings. And plugging in-agains, sometimes with the "on" switch held in. Sometimes not.

Pressing Ctrl, Alt and Delete doesn't seem to help.

A certain amount of nonchalance and starting to use LG's computer instead do sometimes seem to help.


This is the latest and most upsetting of a series of technological playings-up where machines which perform perfectly for M are recalcitrant for me.

This was M's computer until a few months ago, and he had no trouble with it, no not ever, not even of any kind.

We joke, in our house, that this is some kind of incompatibility of female hormones and technology. After all, many cultures have seen menstruation as having the power to kill crops in the fields or curdle sauce in the kitchen.

I'm not convinced its a funny joke.
Depending on what time of the month it is.


So bye bye dear computer, for a while. Hopefully not for too long.

I hope the nice Apple Mac people sort you out quickly and don't charge us too many ££££.

breathe

graffiti in Williamsburg, NYC

I keep having to remind myself of the need to just breathe.

And just look

and feel

and appreciate



most of the things which need doing will be done
most of them in time

and some of them really don't matter that much after all


and changes at work which have been worrying me will be resolved
one way
or another

and it will be okay
one way
or another


And in the meantime, there is so much in life to enjoy and appreciate
if i can just remember to breathe

and look

and feel

and appreciate.




Looking for all the world as if it was breathing on Friday night, here is one of the Trafalgar Square lions:




and here is a glimpse of some of the other Trafalgar Square life:

onomatopoeia

tch

aaarggghhh

pffttttt

woaaahhh

boo hoo

ssshhh

phew

phwoah

whoop

bah

oooooo

meh

zzzzzzz

wheeeeeeeeee

blahblahblah

hah!

teehee

doh

huh?

eek

poo

awwwww

bleah

mmmmmm

tut

grrrrr

yuck

errrmm

woohoo

hmmm




did i miss any?


what i really really want, tho, is a combination of letters which will communicate the blowing of a raspberry.

any offers?




I am having intermittent computer troubles *raspberry blowing* so please forgive me if I am a bit sporadic in my commenting...