What’s in a name?
in Sandwich, Kent
“aperitif square” – what a wonderful name for a place where you can enjoy an aperitif and more
The mayor of this village in France wondered for a long time why so many people wanted to be photographed next to the sign bearing the name of his village. Once someone told him, he decided to capitalise on it and established a museum dedicated to condoms. People from all over the world have contributed all shapes and sizes ….
Ronnie’s shop on Route 62 in South Africa was renamed Ronnie’s sex shop after a drunken evening when some of his mates decided to change the name of his café to attract more customers
Surprisingly you can get some OK snacks at this café despite its somewhat unappealing name
Click here to see more names that people have discovered
Sugar or salt? Although I’m more of a salty person there are times when I can’t resist sugary things, or rather taking photos of sugary things.
chocolate goodies for sale in Bristol’s Southville market
the ultimate cake
a scrumptious piece of Sachertorte, consumed in the Hotel Sacher in Salzburg, Austria, birthplace of this sinfully delicious cake
my coffees never look this good
spice cakes on sale in Strasbourg Christmas market
natural sugar on a star fruit tree
“Sugar and spice and all things nice, that’s what little girls are made of. Slugs and snails and puppy dog’s tails, that’s what little boys are made of.” So ran a popular saying when I was a child.
Ailsa is to blame for making me post these!
Words come at us from all directions both audibly and visually. Here are some of my visual word photos.
some of the oldest words – Egyptian hieroglyphs
padlocks in Köln – a different way to express one’s love
the writing on the wall, Barcelona
a bit of Banksy
a beautiful piece of calligraphy
a bit of fun
Take a peek at what other words there are to be found around the world
I have been lucky enough to travel to lots of interesting places and have tasted some wonderful (and not so wonderful) food.
a roadside food vendor in India
food catering on an industrial scale for the many pilgrims visiting the golden temple of Amritsar
freshly squeezed orange juice on sale in India
snake gourds in Sri Lanka
my birthday cake, Thai style
the “strained through an old sock” method of making fresh coffee in Chiang Mai, Thailand
Get your taste buds salivating courtesy of Ailsa’s post on the subject of flavour
I love the serendipity of a found collage – images that have been created by random poster-stickers, graffiti artists, a scattering of pebbles in a pleasingly random way, a mosaic, bark peeling off the trunk of a tree, a whirl of fallen leaves or scattered flower petals.
These are some of the photos I’ve taken of posters in France
in response to the Daily Post
Once upon a time, on a sun-kissed island in the Middle Sea the people worshipped different gods. In spite of their differences they lived and worked together, married and brought up families in an atmosphere of peace of goodwill.
One day, in one of the more remote villages, a group of people decided that their god, a newer one than the old god worshipped by most of the older people in particular, should be the one and only god and that everyone should henceforth worship that one.
They decided to build themselves a new place of worship. In the meantime, because they didn’t think the original place of worship was right any more, they decided to change and adapt it to their new way of thinking.
They also had radically differing views on suitable decoration. It was time to get rid of the angels, birds and animals that originally adorned the place. In future only geometric designs would be permitted. They tore the carved peacocks and angels off the wooden screen and disposed of the pulpit, removed the altar and seats and laid bare the floor. They dragged a set of steps into the gap in the screen. The (probably) beautiful windows were smashed. Little remained of its former glory. In the grounds they erected a small building to serve as a wash-room.
Work on the new building continued apace while they used the adapted building until the new one was completed. Then they abandoned it.
Today the walls and window embrasures are still there and it is home to the swallows, sparrows and pigeons.
The youngsters of the village have found a new use for it …..
Perhaps their games will re-unite them once more.
I’ve always been fascinated with seeds and seed heads – they make such interesting silhouettes.
Here are some of my seed photos:
This is a huge seedpod – you can see its size up against the lens cap from my camera. It’s from the sausage tree, found in Botswana. You definitely wouldn’t want to be standing under the tree when one of these drops off!
freshly picked lotus seed heads – the seeds are considered a great delicacy and taste a bit like hazel nuts or almonds
seeds and pods from the Annato tree (this is where henna comes from)
Nigella aka Love-in-the-mist seedpods – they produce flowers varying in colour from white through pink to deep blue and self-seed easily
how could I not include an image of poppies and their distinctive seed pods
these giant thistleheads can often be found nailed to the front doors of houses in Southern France as protection against the evil eye
and finally, two pieces of artwork created using seeds and seedpods by Marie Noelle Fontan
View more seeds by following the links on Ailsa’s post