And it was all yellow

Drove by a field of flowers. My love of nature immediately enabled me to identify them as yellow flowers, but their exact name escapes me for the moment.

Anyway, she who must be obeyed wanted to take some pretty pictures of them, so I joined in; although I found the abandoned concrete structures more appealing than the flowers.

Panasonic GF1 with Olympus 9-18mm and Contax 45mm lenses

Comments 🔗

2010-09-10 | Pete says

Here’s how to identify your yellow flowers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hhgfz0zPmH4

2010-09-11 | TT says

Didn’t those moaning, whining bunch of ex art student Guffs do a track called ‘Yellow’?. Crivvens I was living in Oxford for a while and that’s depressing enough without listening to that crap.

Mind you, ‘Goodbye Yellow Brick Road’ by Wee Reggie Dwight is still a classic. So, all things considered, yellow ain’t all bad.

2010-09-11 | Spike says

TT, “And it was all yellow” is a line from a song by the “whining bunch of ex art student Guffs” also known as Coldplay. Not sure they were ever art students though. If you needed whining in Oxford, Radiohead would have been right up your street. Go play Karma Police right now; then kill yourself.

Pete, I thought Google Goggles was a joke when I watched that video. Very cool. A shame it is not available on iPhone yet.

2010-09-12 | Billy says

I’m just mad about saffron, but mellow yellow will do ….

2010-09-12 | Spike says

…quite rightly.

2010-09-12 | TT says

Here Spikey boy, Being a Scouser AKA ’ Skippy’, you have no understanding what culture is, indeed. Why the fuck did I bail out of Oxford most ricky tick?. Easy, peasy sunshine, if you can have a mo’ between nicking the milk off your neighbours front steps. : Oxford is boring, full tilt full of pretentious boring cunts. The only two good things are the central library and the Chinese students who rented rooms from me - They were total gals (And before you ask - no, fluids were never exchanged - we’ll leave the pervs to live in Shitsville shall we?).

Stood me in good stead when I duly arrived in China, had my network all arranged and up and running. Fun as bits. Alas I had to return to LLL, it’s a work thing, nicking the neighbours milk is not work you Scouse prat, and try to remember that.

Heh - Heh, enjoy your outdated version of the Sunday Post or the Daily Record Sunday version.

And your Sunday lunch. Toodle Pip. TT.

2010-09-12 | Billy says

Shome mishtake shurely

2010-09-13 | Billy says

You are right to take the interest you did in the “abandoned structures”, they are clearly early primitive attempts (15th Century would be my guess) to interest tourists in “compact” holiday villas in lovely Thai countryside … it would appear that the developer took the deposits and then did a runner ..

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it… (George Santayana)

2010-09-13 | Spike says

TT, you seem confused. Is it the drugs, or are you just a little dim? I am not a scouser, I am a geordie. I don’t steal milk from doorsteps because they don’t deliver milk that way here. I steal it from 7/11. And I don’t read newspapers because they have invented this new thing called the internet.

2010-09-13 | TT says

Goerdie - Scouser, same, same but different. (Accent). Used to get a cracking bacon buttie at the canteen at the airport there though.

The reference to nicking milk from doorsteps is no reflection on your present Hi-So status, but more of a reflection of the intinerents of said Northern Industrial placers.

The internet?. Yea, I read about that in a newspaper somewhere,sometime. Didn’t a fella’ called Al Gore invent it?.

2010-09-13 | genuinej says

Goerdie? What’s one of them?

2010-09-14 | Spike says

Shouldn’t that be “what’s one of those?”

2010-09-16 | TheSon says

Ssssh, don’t feed the TTroll.