Monday 24 August 2009

Creak, Groan





Was out at West Park Asylum yesterday for the third Sunday in a row, to take photographs with the Flickr Urbex* Crew. As part of our quest to get to a certain part of the site without having to walk round the long way, we ended up having to scale a seven foot wall, with just a couple of concrete blocks to stand on to get the initial leg-up. Still not quite sure how I managed to do it, and it must've looked like I was riding a breezeblock horse sitting astride that wall passing camera gear over from those on the far side to the ones that had already climbed over, before slithering down unglamourously (thanks JG for catching me!) to the other side. All fine at the time (as were numerous other windows and holes that we had to crawl/climb/hoist ourselves through), the boys reckoned it was very Lara Croft of me to do it, but today I ache in ALL sorts of odd places. Maybe am just too old for this urbex malarkey and should be at home knitting a teacosy instead ;)

For the latest West Park photos, please see my Flickr page.


*for the uninitiated: Wikipedia says: Urban exploration (often shortened as urbex or UE) is the examination of the normally unseen or off-limits parts of urban areas or industrial facilities. Urban exploration is also commonly referred to as infiltration, although some people consider infiltration to be more closely associated with the exploration of active or inhabited sites. It may also be referred to as "draining" (when exploring drains) "urban spelunking", "urban caving", or "building hacking". The nature of this activity presents various risks, including both physical danger and the possibility of arrest and punishment. Many, but not all, of the activities associated with urban exploration could be considered trespassing or other violations of local or regional laws.


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Thursday 20 August 2009

Day to Day Minutiae

Seen and overhead this morning on getting off bus near Trafalgar Square, London:
Father to small son, probaby around seven years old: "Are you picking you nose again?"
Small son to father, with very indignant (yet obviously guilty) tone of voice: "NO!!!"



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Wednesday 19 August 2009

Yearbook Yourself

Discovered this website via one of my Flickr contacts, whereby one can upload a photo of oneself into templates to be instantly transformed into prim Librarian-type from the 50's, or a crimp-haired fashion victim from the 80's. Being me, I couldn't resist being ALL of these, spanning five decades of coiffeured loveliness, so here is the result.

If you fancy having a go (and I bet you do), go to www.yearbookyourself.com/ and start to play!


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