The joke…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s instruction is to sit with your arms folded and your knees up under your chin. After a moment, close your eyes, hold your breath, then slowly float up in the air, rotate once and then settle down again. Now you can open your eyes and switch the TV on.
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Yes, here’s another picture from my days of old-style, black and white, film and darkroom photography; this one was probably taken in the 1980s or early 1990s on a boring Sunday afternoon walk around the industrial area down by the River Hull.
It’s a pretty simple picture isn’t it? Its existence hinges on some wag (‘wag’ – that’s a nice old-fashioned word isn’t it?) working in a builders’ merchant’s yard who has stuffed his old work glove into that aperture to surprise and amuse his colleagues and lighten the tedium of the job.
Of course some people might read more into this image than is necessary; they would probably point out that those holes between the bricks could be seen as eyes, and possibly mouths – oh, and that we could read this whole assemblage as representing some horrible bleak prison, with one poor abandoned soul waggling his fingers and attempting to reach out to us… Yes, it’s a very political and meaningful photograph Dave… Well done!…