Above the eye line at the Golden Bengal…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s quotation is from Harry Bleachbaker 1976, a novel by N. F. Simpson: (NFS)
…Mrs Treplachly, who among many other ventures in the general field of sympathizing ran her own School of Sympathizing in Lower Regent Street, and was in close touch with various agencies, one of which Universal Prayer and Sympathy Services Ltd, was able to provide a range of services from which to choose. (Prayer, as distinct from straightforward sympathizing, seems to have been farmed out by them through the World Prayer Centre at Dorking, which claims in its literature to be in constant touch by computer with religious bodies the world over’ and can have as many as three thousand nuns on their knees within minutes of receiving a call for intercession.)

Well, I know we had one of my photos (Wetness) posted only a few days ago, but you see, dear reader, I really must try to get up to date with my taking and posting of photos – I’m still over a year behind – so here’s yet another one from May 2017:

Yes, here’s a bit of local colour and architecture – the nearby Indian takeaway.
I don’t know how interesting you may find this photograph – I suppose if you live in a scruffy part of Britain you’d think this rather commonplace (what a good word that is!) and not much worth looking at, but perhaps if you live in a ‘nice’ area of the world, in some place with clement weather, golden sand, white yachts a-bobbing, and palm trees waving in that gentle breeze off the sea, you might get something out of this – if only a gasp of surprise as you wonder about the quality of the cuisine.
Actually people I know say that the curries are very nice…
No one ever bothers looking above their eye line do they? Below the bottom edge of this image the shop looks quite smart and clean with plenty of pulsing coloured lights, and it looks especially good at night.
But I must be fair, a week or two after this photo was taken the were up there on ladders, they painted and tidied up the whole thing – it looks fine now – well, better than this.
They must have had longer ladders this time – you can see in this picture the line between the grey and yellow where the painter’s arm could just manage to reach with the brush on the first attempt…

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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