First to catch the eye was a strange arrangement of bird feathers, placed sticking out of the ground and separated by a piece of string carefully tied in a bow. And all within a box traced in the ground around them.
Then a disemboweled Smurf, of all things, dangling from a nearby tree grinned at me as it swayed in the breeze with his arms outstretched!
So what is this, a new cult of the Bush - or just a bunch of pissed kids 'avin a larf? You be the judge.
Oh, and on the way back home, look at what I saw on the top of someone's roof in a quiet suburban W12 street - we're a strange lot in Shepherd's Bush, you see...
Hmm, I wonder if this is connected to the bits of dead pigeon that appeared in my yard!
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ReplyDeleteYou lot leave my autumn solstice bits alone
ReplyDeletei read this last week and wondered who did it, even thought it could be our very own blogger, filling a gap on his page, but coming across it again, it just dawned on me... this is probably from the travellers who set-up camp there when they bought their fairground to the Green recently. Ive heard they do voodoo - for good as well as bad spells. Wonder what they wished for? Space for a fair when the Green is rejuvenated perhaps?
ReplyDeletePremjit - I can assure you that I do not posess the creative skills required for this!
ReplyDeleteHa-ha, I noticed that gargoyle on top of that house a few months ago myself! Took me about 5 years of regularly walking along there, mind.
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