I’ve been at the Perth Chocolate Festival in central Scotland today. I spotted several ice sculptures as I walked around the city. My favourite was the snowman.
Unfortunately the princess was headless. I assume she was beheaded after her slim neck melted.
I’m sick of irresponsible dog owners. Look at the big dog turd that was on Spittal Prom this morning. It’s a disgrace and a health hazard. These dog owners don’t care who steps in their dog’s dirt.
It’s ridiculous that you can’t fully enjoy the views at Spittal Prom as you have to keep looking down to prevent stepping in dog’s dirt.
Dog fouling isn’t the only nuisance to those walking in Spittal. Recently a bouncy beaded collie with muddy paws, not on a lead,Â jumped up on me. The owner attempted to call back the dog as it ran towards me. The dog paid no heed to its owner. The owner said nothing to me and ignored me when I suggested that her dog should be on a lead so it couldn’t bother other people.
I’m not sure of the best way to force dog owners to act responsiblity. Anytime I’ve said anything to owners, I’m either ignored or get verbal abuse although I am polite with my requests.
I did a double take as we walked past a boar wearing a pirate’s hat in a pram sitting outside an antique shop in St Mary’s Street, just off Edinburgh’s Royal Mile.
This morning we decided to make the most of the continuing autumnal colours and mild weather and have a day out in the Scottish Borders. On the return leg of the journey we stopped at the Leaderfoot Viewpoint, where three bridges span the River Tweed. As we walked across Drygrange Bridge, I thought that the Leaderfoot Viaduct was looking almost the same colour as trees behind it.
Leaderfoot Viaduct from Dygrange Bridge
On Remembrance Sunday I thought it fitting to feature a photo of the Gandhi sculpture in London’s Tavistock Square in the hope that any potential future conflicts can be peacefully resolved.
As I walking along the platform at Bethnal Green Tube Station in London the themed clock caught my eye. It was originally installed in the 1940s but given an overhaul in 2009,
I paid my first ever visit to Islington in north London today. I came upon Canonbury Square, described as the most beautiful square in London by the Evening Standard in the 1950s. The Square has been home to several well-known writers including George Orwell, author of ‘Animal Farm’ and ‘Nineteen Eighty Four’ and Evelyn Waugh, author of ‘Brideshead Revisited’.
However, Canonbury Square had fallen from its former glory into a ratherÂ dilapidated condition.until the Loire Valley Wines Legacy Garden was established in 2006, courtesy of funding from the Loire Valley Wine Collective, sponsors of the Open Garden Squares Weekend that year.
The other half of the square could also be said to have a Gallic touch; the palms wouldn’t look out of place in the French Riviera.
There was plenty of squirrel foreplay going on in the trees above, involving some chases along the branches, before consummation took place.
It took me around ten minutes to walk to Canonbury Square from Highbury and Islington Station via Upper Street.
As I was walking down Cambridge Heath Road on my way back to my humble lodgings at the Travelodge London Bethnal Green, I spotted some street art.depicting a couple; both had two triangles and one circle as facial features.
Today’s walk around the World Travel Market at London’s Excel brought me face to face with Daniel Craig in his James Bond persona. Unfortunately, it was a wax model, albeit a very realistic one.
After this morning’s rain cleared, I set out to explore Woolwich, in south-east London. I enjoyed walking around Royal Arsenal. The former site of the armaments manufacture has been developed in a trendy residential area with a couple of museums. It sounds as though the sculpture of Nike, the Greek goddess of love, isn’t being admired by the millions of visitors promised to the people of the city of Olympia in Greece when they gifted the sculpture to the London borough of Greenwich. WellÂ at least today Nike had one ardent admire in me.