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Tuesday

PASTIMES, SENTIMENTAL BOOTS






I bought these army boots at a military antiques shop in my first week at university and they were pretty much the most painful thing in the world.

According to the shop owner, these boots (which are now miraculously comfortable) were unworn army issue from the Seventies. Considering the way they have aged - ie only on the left boot, has me feeling either really sorry for the soldiers with one trench foot or slightly mugged off by Mr Pastimes.

The man who works at Pastimes is one of the best shopkeepers I have ever come across. Perhaps legitimately, the owner seemed to think I was a chump because I was less into regiments than trying on old shoes, commenting on how all old soldiers look like heroes and pestering him with optimistic queries about the price of antique union jacks with canon ball shaped holes.

I would definitely recommend a visit to this shop whether you're a fan of clothes, antiques or the military because it sincerely feels like stepping back in time, despite smelling suspiciously like the trench experience at the Imperial War Museum.


Sunday

BRISTOL GRAFFITI

The style of these figures is really refreshing, not so sure about the sentiment (no doubt added by some joker).

Tuesday

ANGST


in the Arts and Social Sciences Library at Bristol. 

BRISTOL SEA

Forgot about him, stuck on the fridge at Park Street.



Monday

NEW WORLD ORDER?

This appeared the night of the election, so optimistic. I wondered whether the triangle was some sort of allusion to the status of the government in a hung parliament, perhaps a bit far fetched. Anarchic Bristolian hippies are the most likely culprits.