Office Life

I really object to the labelling things you put in the fridge mentality. It only happens in two places, student houses and offices, to somehow stop people stealing/”borrowing” your food.
I don’t name my stuff, yes it gets borrowed, yes I’m lazy, yes I don’t’ want to be brought down to their level of petty, but also because if I don’t label it, you’ll never know if the person standing behind you owns your ill gotten gains or not, and one day I’ll be standing right there. It’ll be worth it to talk to you like you’re a child. To make you grovel “I didn’t know”.
What do you mean you didn’t know? You know when the stuff you are using isn’t yours! Why does me putting a name label on it make any difference? It’s not a dog in the street, where a lack of licence tag means there’s probably no owner, the milk I bought didn’t just wander in. Someone bought it, that someone isn’t you.

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I bet if I contaminated food and put it in the fridge, somehow I’d be the one in the wrong.

Banksy Exhibition

In a thinking outside the box moment I decided I would try and avoid the 2-3 hour queue for the Banksy exhibition by turning up 2.5 hours before it opened. It made sense in my head at the time.

Ice cream van/information booth

There was a load of stuff there none of which was what Banksy is most famous for, graffiti. Which is not surprising really, as walls aren’t that transportable. What is there is definitely Banksy though. Pictures, statues, installations.

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Shopping statue

Fish finger bowl

This one is a bit creepy, the thing in the bowl is an amimatronic fish finger that swims around like a fish.

Awesome Jerusalem model

This one had to be the most impressive, I’m not sure if the model is Banksy, but it’s stunning in detail, and covered with model soldiers.

Jerusalem close up

Michael Jackson/Hansel and Gretel

Ooh, controversial!

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I particularly liked the cartoons, they have an almost xkcd.com feel to them (minus maths jokes of course).
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Badly drawn shoe

(“where did you get that hat”, “the same idiot who drew your shoes”)

Bad flower drawing

There are more photos on my flickr, in this set. The exhibition is running till August 31st. If you are near Bristol you need to go. Go early, queues get up to 5 hours (they’ve closed nearby roads just to accommodate the queue) it gets busy fast, and there’s loads (much more than I’ve got here) to see.

Bomb disposal squad

Workers of the world

home sweet home

In loving memory

Tricia Clegg 6th February 1957 – 16th July 2009

The last time I saw Mum I was complaining about comedians who pun. I’m sure if I hadn’t stopped myself talking she would have listened for hours. Mum always had endless time for us. It was often punctuated by making a fresh cup of tea, but she was always interested in what we were doing, what we had to say and what we thought. She always encouraged and always believed we could achieve anything we set out to do.

All the things I did to try to rebel, grow my hair, shave my head, get a motorbike, or a piercing, she accepted with a smile and took an interest or even said she liked it. As a teenager that was maddening, but I see now that she was just happy to watch us being us. Discovering the world and doing our own things.

This didn’t stop at us by a long way, Mum always loved spending time with my two boys. For Felix the greatest treat was spending the night at Granny’s. He would always return very pleased with himself and with tales to tell. He is very confused about what is going on. We are looking into planting a tree for Mum somewhere.

Today we went to say our final good-bye’s. More people came than there were seats for in the chapel. Mum meant a lot to a lot of people. She worked with charities and had very close friends. There were many faces I hadn’t seen for 10-15 years, but I recognised most of them. I’m glad she got a fitting good bye.

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Good bye Mum, we miss you.

Veganism

My wife recently announced she intends to go vegan. While walking round the supermarket aisles she marvels that there’s food she’ll be allowed to eat.
“congratulations, you’ve chosen a diet where you’re amazed you’re not going to starve to death.”
Apparently I don’t understand.
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