So, for instance, I saw some weird looking flyswapper thingies on the top of the MI6 Building, sparkling away in the sunshine at the outer limit of my field of effective vision, when on my way to Vauxhall Station the other night. I supposed them to be some kind of magical telecommunicational devices.  I photoed them, only to discover just now, perusing the snaps of them at home, the much more prosaic reality.

Railings.

I gave the word “Railings” a separate paragraph there, and this explanation of that another seperate paragraph, on account of the text before these changes being insufficient to accommodate the picture.

There is something a bit ostentatiously irrational about the structure of these railings, however.  They are just asking to be bent out of shape.  So, an easy rather than a silly mistake to have made.

The one on the left was taken first.  The sky is lighter, later, because I mostly use automatic, and that big lump of darkness at the bottom of the right hand picture lightened the sky above it, so to speak.

They were taken on Tuesday evening, just before it got dark, from Southwark Bridge, looking over Cannon Street station, which sticks out over the river.

As I told the guys last night, if we did still have Transport Blog, then this would have gone up there, rather than here:

Forget about train privatisation.  What the world needs is giant motorised shopping trolleys.

I found this by going from here to here to here.

I too have begun to suspect this.  But, I promise nothing.

I may have said this before but ...

Because, you have.

Say it anyway mate.  One of the major rules to follow to be an effective propagandist is that you must be willing to repeat yourself.  Say it again.  And again, and again and again.  And again.

This guy is one of the most effective propagandists on the planet just now.  Central to his success is his willingness to say, again, something he said only minutes earlier, and again, and ...

“This is a guy who literally is walking around in a dark room trying to find the light switch of leadership.”

Ouch, says Instapundit.  Indeed.  But what Instapundit means is that this denunciation of President Obama by New Jersey Governor Chris Christie really hits home.  I don’t think the pain he feels is caused by that “literally”.

Literally used to mean: this is not a metaphor.  Now literally means: I am really serious about this metaphor and I really want you to listen.

This was taken on March 20th of this year.

It’s Strata of course.  That being a posting with a couple of other favourite photos I took.

As I said there:

One of the symptoms of a great London Big Thing is that you can recognise it at once in a photo, even if it is very blurred, ...

Indeed.

Most of the following, like most of the earlier Misc March snaps, were taken in Southwark, between Waterloo, Southwark tube and the the river:

Click for the bigger pictures.

Note in particular that really, really ugly building, top right, which is in central London, right next to the river (to the north).  How people can moan about Things like the Shard in a city that contains that, well … you get the picture.  I hope to return to that monstrous lump, take more photos, and say more about it, although I promise nothing.

I also like to oriental god, bottom right, in a building supplies back yard.  What it is doing there I have no idea.