Look more closely at the perfectly legible text and what might first appear to be something cute and cuddly and Rev Awdry-esque takes on a more sinister hue.
This looks like one of those things people who look into your mouth use when they need to keep your tongue in a certain position. It will need a thorough wash.
Hitchin Road, Luton (but where they're building that new ring road)
Can't help feel we've had one of these before, though this one was spat out, presumably in an infantile fit of pique at all the 'goddam' cable ties and moss about the place.
A-ha. Another musical allusion. Forty-seven years old, and despite the poor quality and over-eager lead guitar player, every bit more refreshing than any talk about Oasis reforming. Oh; and someone left the grape out in the rain.
Taken at the roadworks at the town end of Crescent Road. For all the world, it looks as if someone's foolishly, courageously tried to halt the new ring road, but have failed.
Not like this blog to go on about old television. Kids; it was every bit AS BAD as it was now, only there was less of it. Here's Blockbusters, which is referenced in the title.
Just before being ploughed back into Hitchin Road to encourage the coming harvest. It could be a corn dolly; it could be some kind of 'being' taking nourishment from a patch of oil.
Almost a punch line for Vic Reeves and Bob Mortimer, and, possibly, an inspiration for this dumped rubbish-cum-art installation-cum-social comment which appeared the other day.
A scout or a guide badge, denoting profiency is some aspect of scouting or guiding. This one looks as if it may have been awarded for deft use of hair clippers.
Technically, this is rubbish.Which means it shouldn't be in this blog. But it was sat right in the middle of the road, proudly displaying the Union Jack and serif-less block capitals. A smug one, which seems to have received just deserts.