Really just a bunch of pics that didn't fall into any other category
Left: My favourite tree photo(!). Taken by me at Tatton park, Manchester about 3 years ago. Right: Residence of Mr and Mrs Smith senior. Ie; Mum and Dad. This is the place I grew up at, and the place where my brother fell in the canal 3 times.
Left: Poplar court; a knackered old block of flats in Salford where I spent a happy 2nd year at University. It was demolished a year after I left since it was 'the worst housing in Europe' (quote from Guardian newspaper article). In fact one of the rooms in our 'house' was unhabitable. Note: I have added the blue sky to this scan to make it look a bit nicer. Right: Absolutely brilliant fridge photo (you don't see many of them) dating back to 1988 when I lived at another Salford University residence sharing a house with 11 mental chaps. Note the ice box. This actually got a lot worse, until the day we could see the food (peas, chips, ice cream etc..) quite clearly but couldn't get at them. It was sort of 'floating' in there. At this point we turned the fridge off and it flooded the kitchen.
Above: Claire stands near to one of those ridiculous crop circles apparently formed by alien space craft as they land in Britain. We waited around a bit (until it was dark), and saw the local shop keepers stamp out some more later on. It's quite an art.
Above: Bournville village green, not far from my place. Bournville got the 'Bourn' from the Bourn brook, a stream that flows nearby and the 'ville' from the French name for village. It's all because the French made the best chocolate at the time and Mr. Cadbury (who sort of 'owned' the place) wanted to get a part of the action - I suppose it must have worked. Don't believe all you see in pictures or read by-the-way; Bournville isn't much of a 'village' nowadays.
Above: Jonathan prepares to burn rubber on his rad scooter. All the celebrities are driving them nowadays you know.
Above: Rosie the peg-leg killer rabbit. She resides near Tunbridge Wells and has bitten my finger to the bone. Beware.
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