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Everyday Life Observed - 2022/23

“Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that mediocrity can pay to greatness.”

Oscar Wilde. 

Miranda Keeling is a published author and observer of everyday life. You can find her amazing work on X @MirandaKeeling. What follows is the poor man's version of things observed through my own eyes. Warning may contain swearing. 

June 2022

18th

A shopping trolley sits abandoned under a tree. It's frame touches the lowest of branches as if the world's most obscure fruits of natures labour

Lightning lights up the sky as the rain thumps down rhythmically on the rooftops above reminding us all after temperatures of 30 plus degrees yesterday - this is what British summertime is really all about 

19th

The long side of a notebook reflects in a diet coke can. It's curvature and lines give the impression of a giant toothy grinning mouth

September 2023

21st

In the passenger seat of a car sits an incredibly large dog. His body is obscured but from the side its head is at the level you'd expect a human head sat in the same seat giving a very surreal scene as it turns its head from side to side watching the world go by 

25th

An electronic sign on the train reminds passengers that seats are for bums not feet. My inner three year old giggles at the use of bum. Maybe one day I'll grow up 

A woman in her early twenties dressed in running gear is arched over a road sign drenched in sweat looking in a considerable deal of anguish and pain. The last time I saw a woman looking like that she was in labour with my son 

June 2023

A bumblebee lands on the rusted circular joint of an old garden chair and from my untrained eye looks like it’s desperately trying to collect pollen from it for the best part of a minute before flying off again

November 2023

14th

A man wears bright yellow shoes, his hat a pale shade of orange, a large scarf dangling from his neck. Coupled with a long white beard you'd be forgiven for thinking you've cast eyes on a real life gnome 

15th

A teenage girl wears soft brown moccasins like she left the house in a hurry and forgot to change her choice of footwear from slippers to shoes 

A class of primary school children play football on the field. The bar on one of the goals hangs so low that had it been used in the 66 World Cup final there would be no argument about the ball crossing the line because it would have cannoned back out again to safety 

23rd

A man walks down the road sporting a kilt and a hi viz vest. It's an interesting look

December 2023

14th

A passenger stands confidentially at the door of a train waiting to depart upon arrival at the station only to find he's been stood facing the wrong way and upon realising slowly turns hoping no one has noticed 

A man in his late 50s sports a Christmas jumper with a large polar bear on the front which is being popped out by his large belly 

A little boy of three sporting reindeer ears sits strapped into the front end of a double buggy with the most miserable look on his little face 

A man on the train watches a video of a man building something on a model railway. Life imitating art or art imitating life? 

21st

A man pushes a trolley in a road filled with so many bottles of water I'd be afraid a natural disaster was about to hit if it wasn't so close to Christmas 

24th

On the edge of a house a Santa holding onto a ladder has blown off its holding so that Santa now looks like he's clinging on for dear life in the wind 


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