It's the start of my summer holidays, all nine days of it. but I won't be lounging around the south. It off oop nurth for me, to the badlands of Leicestershire. You think I jest. Once when arriving into the ancient Roman stronghold of the area via National Express, I saw these white humanoid outlines in the heartland of the 'burbs drawn overlapping road and pavement. Whether they were drawn by artists or constabulary I never quite discerned. So from Monday, for seven days, I'll be visiting my grandfather there, in Hinckley.
Today, while serving out the last day before luxury, listening to the local radio, I heard the name of one of the sponsors - Downtown Vitorius. It may be "Kent's premier restuarant and nightspot" (or not), but it does sound like the name of a Transformer toy (Mr Ross Gillard is the professor emeritus on this subject I'd say) and, after all, Transformers are 'Robots in disguise'. Perhaps if Kent's premier restaurant and nightspot was dexturously reconfigured, it could indeed be a Transformer (or a building site).
On the drive by bus on the way home yesterday, I saw that one house on its side facing the road had - since during the World Cup the owner had used red and white paint to create a huge St. George's flag as the facade - repainted over the lower red upright with whitewash. Today, I saw the guy just finishing the job of completely whiting out the front of his house. Oh the things we do for Queen and Country.
I've been having a few problems with setting the time that my posts are recorded as. For example, yesterday my post was recorded as going out at 11.24am, a flat impossibility as I was busy at work at that that moment. So, for the purposes of posterity, this blog is going out at 22.35.