The Weight of The World....

I always feel a little bit sorry for these chaps as i walk past them....

mainly because they are holding up the national bank and i think things have gotten a lttle bit tougher for them as of late....

This weekend i'm going to a wedding and a Sailing Regatta...
oh what fun!

My Friend.....Stanley

This is Stanley, he lives at the bottom of my street.

i know that his name is not really Stanley, (mainly because i'm sure there has never been a Slovene named Stanley). There is no plaque to tell me his real name, what he did or why he has a statue at the end of my street in his honour....yet every day as i pass him by i felt like i should be able to said a friendly hello to the only neighbour who i see everyday, in fact the only neighbour who i really know. So i named him Stanley.

I often like to muse over the life of Stanley and what wonderful Adventures he might have had