"Yes, over yonder. Beside the weeping willow."

 

Oh dear.  "Space Cadet Johnny" is at it again.

Every town has it's nutters, and in Cleethorpes, it's "Space Cadet Johnny".

"Yes, over yonder. That's where the King of the Potato-Men landed his space dustbin, and readied for battle against the swingbinnians."

Sad.  He could have been an accountant, until ... that's trauma.

Bonus - How Putin manipulated the perception of reality into anything he wants it to be.

Bonus 2 - I believe that Vlad Putin HATES this image... Anyone know for sure?

A spin out in the sun.

End of Week Two, working from home, and I'm looking forward to a niice cycle down to the John Thompson Inn at Ingleby for a refreshing pint.

The only things stopping me are

• We're Still on Lockdown
• The JT is closed for same reason
• I hate cycling
• I have no bike.

Otherwise, a damned good plan.

Bonus - 'Mad Men' is a Beautiful Slow Burn - The show's attention to detail and complex characters make for a unique binge-watching experience.

Bonus 2 -

( Smells of Poo )

All babies do.

It's a fact.


And they can't hold a sensible conversation about Brexit, or the Offside Rule, or the best driving route to Prestatyn.

I really don't know why people want one.

Bonus - 203 years since the sinking of the Medusa, the basis for this iconic painting.

Mad Uncle Ken

I suspect that some of you, loyal visitors, just come here to gawp at the slackers, nutters, freaks, weirdos, oddballs, misfits, loonies and dipsticks.

Meet Uncle Ken.

He lives in that van, dining on roadkill and critters. In the evening, he likes nothing more that a bit of posing on his plinth. Next year, he plans to depose Barack Obama by defeating him in a race to Dead Dog Farm and back.

Bonus - Speaking of white vans.... some jet ski shenanigans