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Staying Sane
Sep11

Staying Sane

People say I'm mad because I'll take the time to print up some leaflets and posters, and produce a fake radio advertisement all promoting Mexican Day in Chichester – "Wear a sombrero! Don a poncho! Busk mariachi-style! Drink tequila and tell people you don't need no stinking badges!" – but it's all worth it(*) when just one sucker falls for the charade. For #StreetPics curated by +Arnold Goodway +Pablo Luis Gonzalez +Monika Pia +urszula masilela +Dragos Ioneanu  (*) Technically I'm £430 out of pocket. Google+: View post on...

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Curse Of The Weretroll
Sep05

Curse Of The Weretroll

Ever since I had unprotected sex with a lady troll in my youth I've been afflicted by occasional bouts of trollism that come upon me suddenly when the sun is out and the humidity is high. A transformation takes place turning my body into that of a below-bridge-dweller. Fortunately, I already have the build of a below-bridge-dweller so ripped clothes are a rarity and one irritating post-transformation expenditure is ruled out. But what's it like being a weretroll? I hear you ask (super-sensitive hearing is one of the bonus side-effects). Well, bridges become suddenly fascinating; it's partly the shade, partly the sudden appreciation for the wonders of concrete, and partly the great acoustics that accompany singing of which there is a lot. Luckily, it's below the audible register of humans or Simon Cowell would be bothering our kind all the time. The colour receptors in the eyes deactivate during periods of being a troll but eyesight is augmented with a chemical texture awareness; it's difficult to explain, you'd really need to be a weretroll to understand it, and I'm afraid I don't know your sexual history well enough to sleep with you. And I don't want to know either. Finally, you do get an unquenchable craving for cyclists. It might be a lycra thing or maybe just the tickling sensation of the spokes at the back of the throat. Yum. Strangely, though, when I'm back in human form I don't like cyclists at all. Google+: View post on...

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Broom
Sep01

Broom

"The data brought to us by the Bothan spies pinpoints the exact location of the Emperor's new battle station. We also know that the weapon systems of this Death Star are not yet operational. With the Imperial Fleet spread throughout the galaxy in a vain effort to engage us, it is relatively unprotected. But most important of all, we've learned that the Emperor himself is personally overseeing the final stages of the construction of this Death Star. On another note there are a lot of leaves in this briefing room – somehow – so we'll be having a bit of a sweep up afterwards; any help gratefully accepted. Captain Solo, I'm looking in your direction. Where was I? Oh, yes. Many Bothans died to bring us this information. And quite a few hedgehogs were sacrificed in the manufacture of this fine broom. Admiral Ackbar: nice to see you back from your paranoia counselling course. Over to you." Google+: View post on...

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Sandals
Aug29

Sandals

People often interrupt me to ask: "Mark, when is it okay to wear sandals?" After I throw those people out of my house – it's my house; there's a sign on the door to that effect – I usher them away from my property with two parting gifts: a kick up the backside and a handy pamphlet that I've lovingly prepared over the years which explains this particular fashion rule in as simple a manner as is possible. "Have you just fallen through a time puddle into the era when Rome was a great power built on the knowledge and experience of the Greeks and the general wiping-outness-when-possible of the Celts? Then you may wear sandals. And only then." Google+: View post on...

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With Love From
Aug27

With Love From

…Tam And The Teatray. Or Jam. Or Tolm? Jolm? TdM? JaiM? Jalm? Well, the Teatray sends its love. That much we know for certain. Google+: View post on...

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Beetle Butt
Aug24

Beetle Butt

I don't have any time this evening to go through any of the street shots from the past couple of days but figured I did have just enough time to put up a nature-based shot taken last week that has received quite a bit of positive attention from people who've seen it; that's what happens when your target demographic fills the important niche of Turned On By Creepy Crawly Behinds. For #FloralFriday curated by +Tamara Pruessner Google+: View post on...

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