
These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Wednesday, July 08, 2015
I nearly saw the sign
For some perverse reason I'm a big fan of obscured and neglected signs; those well meaning tools of navigational guidance that cannot be clearly read or seen because they're either dirty, faded, part demolished or overgrown by untamed vegetation. They are common on motorways with the added bonus of often being hidden by those slow grinding HGVs that you may be passing. Now modern sat navs do cater for this but I'm choosing to ignore that. A sign that can't be seen or read is extraordinarily pointless and also quite interesting...almost. This sad wee sign in the photo has only taken nine months to become...ignored. In a couple of years it will be gone altogether along with it's irritating and patronising message (and you never know but that could be true of me on both counts).
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