Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out

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the bow bunker mystery and CALL THE COPS

oooo: call miss. marple

every day the cove is used at the bunker, it has to be repainted with white emulsion.

so we have a bucket that is perpetually filled and emptied of paint.

yesterday we found an SD card IN the paint, covered in paint.

we washed the paint off and with a card reader we were able to download all the images on it.

three almost identical frames of this featured here...

who took these pictures?

why did they take these pictures?

WTF? was the SD card with these pictures on doing in our paint bucket

and how did it get there?

none of my assistants who use the paint to paint the cove, know anything about it.

it's a MYSTERY!

in other news...

last night leaving the bunker, i got a puncture and had to return immediately.

this seemed pretty unlucky but actually if it had happened in shoreditch it woulda been a lot worse.

this morning i borrowed my neighbour's jack and switched out the wheels for my spare.

but my unluck continued

as i turned off the A406 to find the tyre shop, i undid my seatbelt and two police immediately pulled me over to issue me with £100 fine for not wearing my seatbelt.

where i turned left, as instructed, there were 20 police assembled pulling over dangerous criminals.

i was wearing crocs no socks (my bunker slippers essentially) as i wasn't planning on seeing anyone out between the bunker and the tyre shop.

'i like your shoes' said the WPC.

'don't take the piss' i said

later her colleague asked 'what do you do for a living?'

and i replied, 'i'm a photographer. what do you do?'

i would have failed the aptitude test but as i was already getting a ticket there didn't seem to be any harm in some sardonicism.

it took 4 police to issue me the fixed penalty ticket.

one to write the ticket, one to stand by and watch and two for me to talk to about how much my tyres cost and what size engine the perou-mobile has etc.

i decided to more usefully occupy the two chatty police by asking if they knew where the tyre shop was, that i was looking for when i took my seatbelt off and one WPC was kind enough to search her phone maps, 'even though i've gone over my minutes and this'll probably cost me a fiver'

after i said 'thankyou to you, and to you', to the two chatty police that were helping me with directions and 'no thanks to you' to the policeman that was writing me a ticket'

'what about me?' said the WPC that had just been watching.

'i have had no dealings with you, so i cannot thankyou and cannot not thankyou, you missed your moment'

RTF picking maximum up from his school.

wore my seatbelt the whole way home.

Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: March 27, 2015