Found this street art under a bridge in Cheltenham and thought it was both well-executed and thought-provoking.
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Spot the Face?
I thought I was observant. But sometimes I miss the obvious.
When I saw this interesting handle set into a metal door, I couldn’t resist taking a photograph. Back home, I realised there was some hidden graffiti…
Spot the face?
Rubbish!
Wastelands and hedges, gardens and parks, let’s cover every green space in cartons and bags, in plastic and paper, in wrappers from snack bars and unwanted packaging.
Dump it, junk it, don’t care. Rubbish, rubbish, everywhere.
My first walking BOOTS
Boots are a walker’s best friend. Or worst enemy.
This was my first pair.
Leather. Chocolate covered (no – coloured). Comfortable as slippers for the first ten miles. Like wearing two lumps of wood for the next five!
Sadly they only lasted 500 miles. The soles were fine, but the leather – despite dollops of Dubbin – cracked and broke. I continued to wear them, but they were no longer waterproof and, after one soaking too many, I threw them out and brought some fabric ones instead.
Ruthless Ramblings: - - ABOUT WALKING 