Notes on life, art, photography and technology, by a Danish dropout bohemian.
When you drink the water, remember the river.
What the... ?I'm with you Eolake, I don't understand?
Since then I have figured it out: the street is full of trucks from a carnival. The "tea cups" are big ones you ride in! Though why this sign is standing on the street I don't know.
"At last, that pesky little Alice girl will quit disrupting my Five o'clock parties with her ignorance of adequate manners!Bwahahahahahaaaah!!!...."They're all after me truck o' gold, ye know?Lep Recon, maker of fine hats since 1849. (The Hat on your Hare, 13½ Diagon Alley, London England)
Wouldn't it be wonderfully surrealistic if fine porcelain tea cups came with this thoughtful warning sign attached?No? I guess this is not your cup of tea then.
I love the truck photo. It reminds me of those candies that would come wraped in a yellowish-gold foil. I hope when that truck is finally opened tons of those candies pour out onto eagerly awaiting children. Like some modern pinata.
Incidentally, there's a very nice dentist right next to my shop, in Knockturn Alley. He's at number "pie", of course :3.1415926535 Knockturn AlleyA very SWEET man, who loves children. But for some obscure reason, it's not mutual...
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