Delph Wynd Daily

By delphwynd

Sultan's Off Swing

Dire Dire Straits punnery. Sorry.

I know I keep posting pics of these, but they they are intriguing. Waiting on Euan's gymnastics class to finish earlier I stood watching as people walked past the three mirrored figures and in almost every instance they either stopped to look at the reflection or had a sneaky glance to check themselves out.

Not so sure about the 'hall of mirrors' effect myself; apparently modern art puts two stone on you if this image is anything to go by. Even less sure about the other street furniture they're putting in around the artworks - why would you have an off-the-shelf looking aluminium litter bin competing with these installations?

One down side to having spent the best part of a year doing up the town centre is how much it highlights the state of the other buildings around, the pub in the background a good case in point. It's actually not a bad place inside (that's a lie, it's a midden) but I've had many an 'interesting' night in there and it's regularly the busiest pub at weekends. The people that frequent this hostelry are, for the most part, of the most genuine salt-of-the-earth and certainly unpretentious type. Actually, you'd get some funny looks for even using a word like unpretentious, the phrase 'not up themselves' is probably safer. A spade's a (possibly knocked off) spade in here. When some burly bloke in here says 'like yer jaiket neebur' it's not a statement on how à la mode your attire is, as it's closely followed up by 'Geezit'. True story. Managed to keep my jacket that night somehow.

If you're ever in the area you should pop-in. They've even got a 'non-Smokin Lounge', in which you'll be most welcome I'm sure. Just don't wear any fancy clothes.

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