Oh! I'm so ill, I'm dying. I think it's swine flue.
Cough, cough cough-co-cough. Retch.
Here's a filler blog post, just to reassure you I'm not dead. Yet.
The autumn before last, some wag painted lock mooring bollards to look like redcap toadstools. Ha ha. It could almost have been Banksy, couldn't it?
It served as entertainment for boaters, runners and all towpath users - even the four ladies perambulating their children had a jolly good chuckle.
Somewhere I have a picture of this particular bollard from below. I'll fish it out for you.
Actually, this was likely a publicity stunt by BW London. Certainly their press release at the time suggested as much.
Anyway, one interesting thing is you can actually JUST see these bollards from space, if you zoom in. I've centred the map here on the bollard in the picture.
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Sorry for the inconsequential nature of this post. It's just filler. I hate doing fillers almost as much as I hate blank days.
Oh, I'm dying, coughcough, COUGH. Khkhretch. Might stay in bed all tomorrow.