Monday, March 15, 2010

lost, recognition, adjectives















Half of a CD pressed into the surface of the road has a message.


Outside Hall's bookshop, I encounter Peter who has been helping in the shop for the last few months He is setting up his yellow Brompton bicycle. He unfolds the frame, twists a few levers and there it is ready to mount. "With this warm weather, " he says, "I don't recognise people. I'm used to seeing you wrapped up in your winter hat and coat ." Now that he knows who I am, he adds politely, "nice to talk to you."

In a bath showroom in the High Street shortly to open, a notice promises: "Three floors of classic, contemporary and visionary bathrooms."
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4 comments:

HKatz said...

Perhaps in the future you will report to us on what a "visionary bathroom" looks like.

marja-leena said...

The fan-shaped image is marvelous!

I wonder if such a "visionary bathroom" will be discovered in a new contest here in Canada: The search for the best in public restrooms in Canada! Seriously!

Lucy said...

Oh the transcendant experiences one might have in a visionary bathroom...

Lucas said...

That CD looks to me like a giant Half Moon sinking or setting into the sea.