Decisions, decision, decisions

Should it all depend on the throw of the dice? What to take on holiday, what will the weather be like, should we leave the kids at home?!? (just joking).

What will go in the top box, well that is a surprise nearly everything and all the alternative footware can go in the gaps! The tent and suitcase will fit in the now roomy boot. But I bet there will be kipple disguised as holiday extras and essentials.

This is a bit of a watershed. It could be the first time we have all gone on holiday and that's five of us, traveling in a degree of comfort without having to twist our bodies into those rather comic yoga positions which, as you travel up the motorway get you sympathetic looks from other drivers who believe your family is suffering some horrific muscular afflication and that you are being rushed to the nearest medical facility to be untwisted and have the windows surgically removed from your face.

However I'm sure it won't come to that and besides I'm hoping that my Nokia n800 will arrive tomorrow. Fingers crossed.

Aliens have landed

So my thoughts are following a theme, obviously encouraged by the things I pass everyday to feed my irrational paranoia and conspiracy theories about inanimate objects… although in this instance I don't really believe that the local authorities are providing directions and clear sign posting for extraterrestrial tourists, are they?

These little mosaics adorn various streets on my way to work, a couple of them are on buildings that are scheduled for demolition so I will try to photograph those, but I don't ever remember seeing a space invader on my Mac Classic II, from 1991 (I think I got that right).