An odd thing that caught my eye. It looks like someone tried to put a finger in the manhole and was run over.
In about 1958 my mother went to The Old Curiosity Shop in London and bought this book for me. A large 9 by 11 inch version of the sad story of The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens. The illustrations by Frank Reynolds, R. I. are priceless. I can’t find a publishing date in it or anything else about the book.
The book is one of the few things I have left from my mother and from that time. I remember reading it in a flat in Queensborough Terrace, Kensington, in my bedroom. My room used to be the old larder behind the kitchen and had no heat except for a small kerosene heater – very Dickensian. I loved the little moss garden in the gutter outside the window.
Click on the first one to enlarge and run the slide show. This is for you Derrick.
What are these? Hint: I photographed them at home. They’re both of the same thing.
Perhaps to console myself over the lack of a single sale of my Natural Side of the City book, though it has gathered over 100 likes in a week, I bought a bird pin and some feathers and created this accessory for my birding hat. I just love my hot glue gun.