February 2012

A damp start to the day and one which had me heading to the river and wishing I’d stayed dry myself the previous night. Still, one way to cure a thick head is to get moving, so I was. Despite a nagging doubt I was pretty sure that I’d made the right decision in getting out of bed.

As I pondered this, looking down the train track I saw movement by the line which I took to be the black and white cat that I often see crossing the line in the mornings.

Consequently it gave me a double start when the ghostly apparition of a white fox emerged onto the end of the opposite platform.

Of course it was no such thing. It was in fact a pale dog. In shape much like a small German shepherd, whose legs black with mud were not particularly visible at distance in the low light – something which gave it the impression of a floating body.

It scampered along the platform, with an escapee’s joyous abandon.

Till it caught sight of me, upon which it promptly did an about turn and scarpered.


I said in the last post that I seemed to be seeing a number of vans with “humourous” signage.

This one I spotted the very next day.


Over the last couple of months I’ve seen quite a few humourous things sign-written on vans.

Well, they have for the most part been intended to be humourous, even if they weren’t – mind you I do enjoy a really bad pun. Especially when it’s van signage.

Some have been unintentionally funny – I saw a brewery van last week with “We love Scotch Eggs” written on the side, in addition to the stuff about the brewery & it’s beers, and I laughed out loud. I’m sure beer & Scotch Eggs go very well together, but it just seemed a bit …random. Pickled Eggs of course would have been fine.

I have singularly failed to capture a single one of them with my camera however – something I seek to rectify – I have been practicing my quick draw camera skills. As a result this van was easy prey.

Mind you it was parked up.