Couldn't resist this anemone.
This is the first time I've seen this version of the King's cipher [and on a white Royal Mail van]. I prefer its more classical appearance than the more modern one they're putting on the new post boxes.
Look I found me another cat. You might imagine that this is a regular occurrence, but it really isn't. This one wasn't fully grown. It rushed over to make friends and then dashed off to play in all the dead needles that have fallen from the pinetrees.
I'd heard about George the cob in Horsham Park who's developed a bit of an attitude these past few weeks in the park. He's gone all alpha male and has already chased off the teenager cygnets who were still hanging around and is now refusing to let the pair of Canada Geese anywhere near the pond. It's a bit of a Mexican standoff at the moment, but I'm sure that it will all settle down again once his pen Sweetpea is on the nest. This sculpture has been hidden away for years and to be honest I thought that it was meant to represent a swan, but had been vandalised. As is oft the case I am wrong in my assumption. This week I have found out that it's called 'Waterforms' and is by Claire Morgan [2003]. It's recently moved to a much more prominent position where it can be admired. I shared it on our local FB group and lots of people had never noticed it before.
I have no idea what this graffito near the station is about, but may be something to do with Mick Lynch who was the secretary general of the National Union of Rail, Maritime and Transport workers until last month. It's near one by the same hand that says 'Tories out' so I am guessing it's some sort of political statement. As to the 4pm? Am completely stumped.
It's been an age since I've been able to show off any quirky gargoyle/grotesque type things. You've got my parents to thank for this dragon shaped ridge tile as they sent me a photo. I couldn't resist popping up to pay homage and the road it's in proved rather fruitful in the end as the two following photos on from it show.
I just liked this mad house shaped play equipment. The design of these is just so much more imaginative than what we had back in the 1970s and much safer. All our playground stuff was embedded in concrete so if you fell off you really did hurt yourself!
This grave in our parish churchyard caught my eye last year...that carved church with its broach spire is a dead ringer for St Mary's which stands directly behind it. Frustratingly the light wasn't right to take photos then, but lady luck smiled upon us and this time they came out rather well. Some of the epitaph is undecipherable, but someone kindly looked up the records and I can tell you that Charles Yohurt [d1790] and his wife Ann [d 27 January 1797] are interred here. With all that detailing it must have cost a pretty penny.
Sorry [not sorry], but couldn't resist this iris either.
Brace yourselves...tomorrow is our first day out beyond Horsham just for the sheer hell of it. It might not be to the most exciting of the Sussex towns [David is hoping to buy some binoculars], but I am very excited😁 Progress indeed.
Arilx
4PM - for Prime Minister?
ReplyDeleteThat's a fascinating gravestone and a gorgeous cat - he looks very fluffy!
ReplyDeleteThe statue is fantastic, it reminds me of my beloved Glug Jugs!
Have a fun day of exploring with binoculars tomorrow, I hope you haven't got the dreary skies and showers I woke up to this morning. xxx
Play equipment used to be like some sort of Darwinian test. If you could survive using it you had a good chance of making it to adulthood. Thinking about it now, I don't know how our parents dare let us use it.
ReplyDeleteThe purple flowers are a delight, and it's always a joy to see the quirky stuff you meet on your travels, local or otherwise.
ReplyDeleteThe carving on that gravestone is stunning! Love the mad playground equipment, we've got some of these around here as well. I remember some very lethal equipment in our local playground back in the 1970s. xxx
4 PM - my guess is For Prime Minister - but it is only a guess.
ReplyDeleteHow about Mick Lynch for Prime Minister? Charmaine
ReplyDeleteThat sculpture just puts me to mind of an eel. You buy yourself purple boots, you're opening the door to purple everywhere. Next, I imagine you'll discover a purple cat!
ReplyDeleteI love your eye for the quirky things.
Mick Lynch for Prime Minister! (rather than 16:00 🤣)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous bit of Randomonium as ever - loving your purple streak atm.