Occasional tedious ramblings from a feminist, atheist, autistic academic and historic narrow boater who likes cats, beer, tea, and solitude, and is strangely fascinated by the cinema organ.
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
Get off of my land!
My first thought, on seeing this near March, was I wonder how he got it there? Then I thought, I wonder where you go to buy a rocket launcher, complete with rocket, and how much it costs.
It was only later it struck me that had it been adjacent to any other waterway I'd seen this, I would have done a double take and shrieked 'What the fuck is that?!!' - but on the Fens it occasions no more than a raised eyebrow.