a quickie (I hope—busy busy busy).
I was yesterday tripping along a ratty part of Dee Street with a song in my heart and cheering tweet on my chilled lips when I was assaulted by the most glorious of smells. It leapt out of a very manky old alleyway that’s been there maintenance-free for possibly a hundred years and more, grabbed me firmly by the snout and dragged me over—
—and being the eagle-eyed sort I quickly sourced the heaven-scent as coming from that vibrating racketating contraption on the right, obviously the discharge vents for the kitchens of the Canton Chownese restaurant. Odysseus never showed more won’t-power with his sirens than I in passing along … and he was tied to the mast, all I had was a portable hot coffee from Global Bytes cafe. No contest, really. Dumb sirens.
SO I AMBLED ALONG MY WAY, AFTER
I’d taken the one above (and yet another of the posters-graffiti of ages just above the doorway on your left there); to town where there once had been an equally ancient and equally manky alleyway—
—which is now as above. This snap simply doesn’t do it justice—it is alive and vital, vibrating with feminine alertness and scentsations. At the time of transition it went from stinking alleyway filled with refuse, bins, papers, puddles from last night’s revellers and gods alone know what else … via being a photographic dealer’s … to this!
A THINKING PERSON MIGHT ASK ‘WHY?’
but I’m not asking anyone to think. Just enjoy the differences—and no, I wasn’t at risk of having my camera stuffed up my nose by that perceptive brunette on the right there; I was using telephoto from across the street where I was pretending to photograph a huge polished granite ball covered in raindrops … heck with it, here’s your ball—
A pity about the sticker that someone stuck there despite the posters everywhere saying “People sticking stickers will be prosecuted“. Poor ol’ Council can’t win ’em all; despite trying for a long time.
THE ‘CENTRE’ OF TOWN
is slowing down so the Council is going to reanimate it by ploughing up the only street (Esk Street) with any modern appeal and revamping it at a cost of millions.
Will it work? At a great cost in money, time, effort, business and human endurance … I’ll say not (oops, lacks emphasis, please forgive my shouting) … NOT~!!!
THE SMALLER SNAP
above is of course the poster collection on that side-lined alleyway. The whole of that street went from being the business heart to a mere footpath and carriageway twixt car-parks when the tram died and people became independently mobile. Business follows people, not the other way round; and currently people are following businesses (no contrast in those statements) in that the Council having deliberately shot any hope of a proper commercial ‘mall’ to death, a modern business (The Warehouse) (“Where Everyone Get’s A Bargain“) opened its new Superstore on a ratty piece of land half a mile away—and sucked the trade right out of the Council’s ultra-modern all-singing all-dancing very expensive pedestrian (almost) unidirectional single-lane traffic only would-be boulevard … the very one they are currently ‘updating’ at great expense (to lure customers back to their earlier efforts)(which are now deemed inadequate).
BUT DON’T ASK ME TO COMMENT
‘Cos I’m just a silly old poop (with a camera) making social comments I’m not qualified to make. Just don’t worree, be happee … and