It’s one of those bookshops…

…with no books most people have seen before, and with the most esoteric titles. It’s in metroland of course, where else would anyone buy books like these, and it’s almost next door to the £3-50 loaf bakery. Incidentally I am addicted to the bread from this place, and last week on my most recent visit to metroland I strolled over to take a little look round the district. Avoiding as best I could the oncoming stream of meedja people trying to make a film about the 70’s, I found another branch of the bakery and popped in to shell out for some lunch: a half baguette filled with salt beef and pickle salad. I steeled myself for the price and handed over a nice new transparent fiver from which I got no change whatsoever. I swallowed deeply but bit even deeper and have to say, that was some good sandwich, but a fiver!!!

I never got into the bookshop preferring to view from the outside. God knows how much toilet paper retails at. Middle class people like what I am tend to call it “bathroom tissue”

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Sorry about the fuzzy picture, I think it’s due to chortling camera shake.Incidentally, the Sainsbury’s mention in the article below is still as good. Keeping up their standards, good for them.

Five star bread and a five star Sainsbury Store.Go and try them both.No one’s paying for this ad.

 

Pancake tosser…

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It’s not often you get a pancake tosser on the front of a magazine, but this one made it. I quite like the art director’s note  in the top right not to lose the pancakes at the top when placing. I’m assuming I did this for pancake day.

I was always inspired by the wonderful invention and drawing of William Heath Robinson, where he imagined machines that could do all sorts of wonderful tasks. I think this drawing would benefit from some simple animation.Flying pancakes, lovely.

Heath Robinson


I’m having a week of postings to see what sort of response they get rather than the once a week, as per normal. If you have dropped into my site then thanks for visiting.

 

Is it something in the air in Sheffield?

Perhaps it’s a Yorkshire trait, this naming fish and chip shops or indeed any retail outlet, with some sort of play on words. I’ve featured Codraphenia here before which is a small fish and chip shop in Walkley and has a drawing of a fish on a scooter in the window.

 

New cod

 

I’ve been to Sheffield again and on the bus up to Walkley ( again) spotted this one.

I mentioned it to my son who lives in these parts and he said that least it’s not as bad as the hairdressers around the corner who’s name is ” Curl up and Dye”. They’ve closed down. Serves them right.

A fine piece of sign writing.

A fine piece of sign writing.

This in a shop window just before Christmas.
The vacancy can’t have been for long as the shop, which sold utter tat, has now closed.
One of those places where you might buy a shirt in a box and find no arms on it when you open it on Christmas day, or even worse, someone else does. You would , of course return and expect an exchange or money back, but tough, that outlet has now gone.
I’m no expert at English, and grammar is not my strong point, but you can see from this that whoever did it was not entirely confident either.