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Now at least the horse had some kind of logical reason for being in Spitalfields in the previous post.

These donkeys however have no reason to be outside Greenwich park on a rainy day. This was a very obscure area of Greenwich park too where no-one was really around. Donkey rides should be on a sunny beach only.

Just what I was after, a donkey ride

Just what I was after, a donkey ride

Why is there 1 horse on it's own in the market?

Why is there 1 horse on it's own in the market?

I was on my lunch break recently and went to get some food from Spitalfields market. As I made my way I suddenly noticed a horse on it’s own in the market. This may seem normal in some markets but not here. You rarely see animals in central London, apart from the Zoo and especially here! So I took a photo of the horse not really knowing what it was doing here because no-one nearby seemed to be connected to the horse.

Oh it's clear now, the horse was waiting for a knight in shining armour

Oh it's clear now, the horse was waiting for a knight in shining armour

I got my lunch and walked back past the horse and soon discovered a knight on top of the horse! Actually this did make sense, because I soon remembered it was St George’s Day and this must have been a publicity stunt. Still though, it’s not everyday you see a knight on a horse in the financial hotspot of Spitalfields!!

You can't say you get nothing for free in this world

You can't say you get nothing for free in this world

If you could just picture this scene inside my head for a moment – a couple are driving around Brighton with their dog Bruno. They are trying to choose a place to wash their car when they suddenly see the deal clincher.They spot the dog bowl in the picture above, ‘a complimentary dog bowl my dear! this is a deal we can’t turn down!’

No I can’t see this happening either, no matter how good the dog bowl is. In this case the dog bowl is a small rubbish bit of plastic, the water is warm from being in the sun and there is a fly in there. In fact the state of this dog bowl would make me want to choose somewhere else instead.

This photo was taken outside a car wash near the harbour in Brighton last summer.

I never intended to!

I never intended to!

I think I might as well do a few posts in succession on my love for unusual signs, as the last post was a sign related post. You should have seen this theme coming, it was… SIGN POSTed.

Anyway, enough rubbish jokes, onto more rubbish signs. This one was taken on the 3rd floor of a hostel in Lancaster Gate… in a kitchen, where the window barely opened. I suppose pigeons must have got in through the window before or else this sign wouldn’t have been put up.

My point is if a sign has to be put up here, why is there not a ‘do not feed the pigeons’ sign next to every window in the whole of London or even any place with a pigeon. I also hope that if a pigeon came into your kitchen, especially while cooking your reaction would not be ‘awwww look at the cute pigeon, wait there pigeon I’ll just get some great tasting Kingsmill bread for you to eat. You can stay for the night if you want pigeon or just pop off later up to you?’ I hope most people’s reaction would be to get the pigeon out of the room asap!

This whole story began a few years ago back home in Worcester. I was on a night out with some friends and we ended up going to Gonzos nightclub. It was a standard night until just after midnight when something unexpected ran past me as I was sat on the couch.

It was a cat! How did a cat get into a nightclub?? The cat then decided to sit on the armchair next to me – yes not only do I attract weird people I attract weird animals too. Being tipsy and loving opportunities like these I decided to get several photos with the cat.

Me and Gonzo working the camera

Me and Gonzo working the camera

Everyone loves Gonzo

Everyone loves Gonzo

That night we decided to name him between ourselves – Gonzo, after the nightclub. A Facebook page was set up and he was a very popular social networking cat.

The thing was, a cat in the nightclub, you would expect that to be a one off. Well… it wasn’t. It turned out Gonzo was a regular shape thrower with all the other nightclub scenesters! While I was back in London my friends informed me they had seen Gonzo a few more times when they went back to this club.

A year had passed since I had been back to the scene of the crime, but here I was, about to enter Gonzo nightclub again. Will I see Gonzo the cat a year later?? Will I? Well not only did I see him, he’s such a focal point of the nightclub he now even has his own stool!!

Gonzo's throne

Gonzo's throne