Photo-a-Day (Tuesday, 4th December, 2018)
Peacock Christmas Tree
well that's a bit different. can't say I like it though.
They must be getting ready for all the Work's Christmas do's. That picture on the wall looks suspiciously like Prince Charles - I bet he shot the peacock!
Irene if you was posh that would be something that you would wear on your head at Ascot
It looks like a sleazy boudoir..no thanks.
Looks more like something a saloon girl would wear in the film 'Destry Rides Again'!
Couldn’t agree more Irene.
Looks like a variation on a partridge in a pear tree.
It belongs in a Rio carnival, just the kind of thing they do.
They'll soon be getting complaints from the folks sitting on those sofas, their hair will be full of Peacock droppings.
Quite a Rajesque scene Mick.
OMG! That is awful.
I didn't think is was possible for them to make that lobby look worse. I was wrong.
Haigh Hall bordello
Let it be known.
I am not in the least upset that ignorant slobs like yourselves have savaged my creation . I am an artiste , how can you possibly reach the heights of my creative and imaginative genius . I am at the top of the hill looking down at you below .
Throughout the world I am heralded for my works of art which sell for millions . I walk and mix in the finest circles of all , ‘they’ literally begging I attend in order I may give them some kind of insight into my magic . I throw out my wand and they scatter to gather my sparkle, like children in a Dickens novel . In some ways I feel sorry for you , how can you possibly understand creative genius such as mine . I have been touched by the Gods whereas you have not .
How sad it must be for you .
This is why I feel not a hint of resentment only pity. I must go now my dears , the Queen has asked if I would paint her small favourite lavatory artistically. I told her I was busy but would squeeze her in somewhere .
Have a wonderful Christmas you glorious fools , I take no offence whatsoever at your ignorance .
May your mince pies be splendidly horrid ,
your wine be corked and may Father Christmas avoid your chimneys at all costs .
Yours and with deepest love and affection
Miss Fettle Fettle Door Pop Charming
( marriage proposals will not be considered as Ms Fettle has now left the building )
Looks like something from the Mardi Gras in New Orleans !!Really not in keeping at all.
Are we going to have an "esque" competition.
Down boy, down...
I am trying to run a business here...
Tacky scene...but nice try, Mick..
"From Where" should go back From Where it came. This has a Poet sound to me. Your wheels are spinning way off.
Definitely not Poet's style Ken R!
Many years ago I had a vision of a room like this after smoking some exotic cigarettes a friend obtained from the West Indies. He swore they were just ordinary cigarettes but I couldn't feel the soles of my feet for two days.
From Where Whats all that about?
Maureen's comment reminds me of Danny La Rue's head gear in his London Palladium shows - enough said!
stop it Dtease I am choking laughing here!
Thank you Veronica. Although I much admire a lone voice in the wilderness, I would never proclaim from the heights of Parnassus.
It looks great. It's time somewhere in Wigan had a "touch of class" Sadly, some Wiganers are so stuck in the past, they seem to hate change of any kind.