Every Time

Every time a bus driver stops needlessly to chat to another bus driver, a newborn baby dies...

...that may or may not be true, I can't honestly say that I know it for sure. What I do know though, is that when a bus driver stops needlessly to chat to another bus driver, I wish I was dead. Or at least in a coma or something. 

Because London buses as so interminably slow, I can often pass some of the time by taking photos of things that are around me. Sometimes I like to take photos out of the window....

...like this photo of a woman

You can probably deduce from her general blurriness that her body was moving in the opposite direction to my bus. Although, to be honest I can't remember if the bus was moving when I took this, so maybe she's a reptilian shape shifter.

 

In this photo, one man bends over as another man watches over him longingly. Of course, this could easily be taken out of context without any other knowledge of the situation. Although, the camera never lies does it?

I was going to think of more things to say about all the other photos I took today, but instead I'll just post them all underneath and you can think up your own amusing observations. You've seen Michael McIntyre, you should be able to figure it out by now:

And, pencils down. Please send your amusing captions to jennyyellowhat@gmail.com

I did one

I haven't updated this blog or my website in a while. That's mainly because I've been working on a performance thing and I've forgotten about you. Sorry.

I did a sort of demo version of what I'm working on, which was 12 minutes long, to a group of about 10 people in a classroom with a projector and sound and all that and it went well. People laughed in the right places, so I'm now working on expanding it to an hour and getting the narrative better sorted out. Also, I'm looking for places to perform it.

Usually when I go out into the real world and film things and take pictures they end up on this blog, but I've been hogging them for my ART. I am selfish. Anyway, here's a photo from it. It probably wont give you any clue as to what the show is about, but that's the nature of being obscure isn't it.

Hopefully I can make the leap from useless internet content provider, to performing useless content provider and I will never see any of you ever again. Of course I'm joking. In part.

(Berating the reader is a tactic I commonly employ to add a hint of sarcasm to things I secretly don't mean but sometimes sort of do)

I do love you though, unconditionally.