Please explain to me how the driver of the car is in the driver's seat in the third frame and yet looking out the back window.
Also, I have to say I don't really understand some of the text.
Anteeksi!
At last! A blog about everything
Also, I have to say I don't really understand some of the text.
Anteeksi!
The place where we parked in Avondale Heights, Annette Court (all the streets round there have 1950s girls names) has a bunch of big guard dogs in the various homes, making a range of unusual noises between them and bouncing off each other. When I went back I saw these guys, very handsome and also quite barky. Beautiful gate too.
Fewer pictures. So we got back to the car and I realised I had lost the car key. It's amazing what tiny little bits of machinery exist between your freedom to do what you intended to do, and your inability to do that, and my whole morning fell away. Luckily I still had my phone so I could figure out the nearest railway station (the tram stop was half an hour away but that would be no good for Perry, in fact he'd probably hate a tram, don't know, we'll never know). The nearest railway station was Tottenham, an hour's walk away in almost a direct line south, except for the bit where we had to get across the river, which was finicky. So we did that. It was really fine, though Perry was thirsty. Had I known we would be walking so far I would have brought his water bottle but that was the whole point, I hadn't known. So we were on the lookout for taps, there weren't many but ultimately we crept into a front yard and he drank from a tap. I hope that person wasn't there and/or didn't mind.
A few other things:
I've noticed a lot of rubbish strewn around lately, have you? It happened at our place a few weeks ago, someone went into the bin area and emptied bins. Much like what's happened here. Now, there is someone who likes to empty bins for its own sake, in our area, but I can't imagine they've come as far as Maidstone to do it. There's also, I believe ('believe' is too strong a word but it's not unbelievable) people who empty bins looking for cans to recycle for money. Who knows.
Beautiful front garden:Yesterday was a fuck up but it was a funny fuck up with no lasting implications. Perry and I drove to Avondale Heights to walk by the Maribyrnong there. It's very pleasant.
At one point Perry thought he saw something, I don't know what, and he thought he needed to be on his back legs to see it better, I really don't know what it was and he won't remember. He was looking towards the river.This is in Smiths Weekly for 14 November 1925 p. 13, I found it while i was looking for something else. I'm sharing it with you only because of K'foops. I seem to recall my grandmother talking about K'foops only I am sure she said it, or spelled it, or I perceived it (this last definitely true) as Kerfoops. It's just a name of a random person who matters to no-one, like 'Fred Nerk'. People used to, I guess, think this kind of thing was cool or something? Pretty hard to imagine. Anyway, I wonder where it came from, and whether it's making a comeback, it probably is.
How sinister is that fourth frame though. K'foops is a devil.I have to say if I was Piggy I'd be a little disgruntled about being the butt of everything and indeed so often the star character but my name's not in the strip and the ostensible protagonists don't do much except look on with their mouths open as I do staggeringly jackass feats. On the other hand he's obviously a bit of a dick.
Please explain to me how the driver of the car is in the driver's seat in the third frame and yet looking out the back window. Also, I ...