Thursday, October 25, 2012

DAY HUNDRED EIGHT - I live with men


All of us together – with a little old woman who lives in a shoe. Philip, the professor, on the 3rd floor with me, and Phil, the student, on the 2nd floor with Myfanwy. (Does that make it a commune?)

Today, the woman asked me, ‘Do you have an apple?”
‘Yes, I said, ‘do you need one?’
To which she replied, ‘No, I mean do you have an Apple computer?’
Haha.


Photos_

woman in shoe – doesn’t know what to do?
men I have known_
1- and his dog's name is God (no kidding) - what looks like a snarl is really his attempt at a grin
2- at Northfield
3- leaving on the bus - Leah tells me this colorful guy shows up everywhere and every time she sees him he's got on a different 'interesting' outfit (I was trailing him as unobtrusively as I could till he dipped into the bus shelter and boarded the bus - drat! ruining my chances for a better shot)
4- friendly guy at the car boot sale - another happy poser
5- at the seaside
6- now there's a REAL man for you








men and their accoutrements_
  7- on Philip's night stand: what are those? cuff links? does ANYBODY still wear cuff links in this day and age?! (I have since discovered that the phenomenon of cuff links, while the exception in America, here is still very much the rule.)
  8-9 man products
10- looking after the guys





men at work - grr_

10- streetworks in the neighborhood
11- groundwork in progress - you MUST wear . . .
12-13 steelwork along Bristol Road, behind university gates (What's it going to be?! Time will tell.
Clock tower in the distance.)