Day 157: I Go To Oxford Street By Mistake

It was mainly full of people from the suburbs eating scones. (I did have a picture but something's broken.) It was as ghastly as it always is: like posts involving IKEA, I shall refrain from making the obvious comments and let you imagine the delight with which I 'accidentally' banged fuckwits standing stock-still three abreast in the middle of the pavement.

Happily, however, my irritation was soon eased by the discovery of a Mysterious Note from a Friend with a "link" to a website called A Case of Curiosities. It contains many images of stuffed animals in anthropomorphic poses, including squirrels. If you squizz around it a bit, you will find Information on a man called Potter and many more photographs, including a monkey riding a goat.




















This splendid bit of linkery aside, I am fed up with the Technology and will instead be spending the afternoon writing letters on proper writing paper (white, not blue or cream) with a fountain pen and black ink and making address labels with rubber stamps of individual letters.

Now I'm off to wrap the cat in tinsel in order to create an Image that will become a Christmas Card. And no, it's not cruel; I soak the tinsel in tuna juice first. He loves it.