Pictures! (Blog TARDIS, July 2007)

I just found a folder of pictures from, er, July. Oops. So this is some of what we were up to then...

Fireworks over English Bay as part of a big music-with-lightshow thing.

(I can be even less specific if you like.)

Apparently, a Chinese food stall. But I have no idea why Sarah took this picture!

The phone company, using the best possible promotion - "use our phones and cute bunnies will, somehow, be involved in the process".

Buy PANDA shoes now, or face the consequences.

Because you would buy that.

Never too fat to give a thumbs-up to the camera. Note approved Radical tee-shirt.

English Bay in late Fall: sunny and, by Vancouver standards, crowded.

I eat pitta bread stuffed with chilli because they're funny.

Sarah, on the other hand, still refuses to eat carrots, despite messages like this scattered around Vancouver supermarkets.

Dotey polar-bear table! I'm sensing we're into the pictures we took when we were furniture-shopping with Susan. And yes, look...

It's La Braverman herself, demonstrating where the Army is at with its revolutionary and fashionable chameleon-technology-enabled summer dresses.

I expect this was funny because of something written on those pieces of paper. As it is, it just looks like a grumpy couch watching television on its own.

This, while admittedly not the greatest ever lake and park, is nevertheless a random fixture in the middle of the Nainamo suburbs. Quite nice. This picture dates from when we went to a "harmonic overtones" class. In what later became the rainstorm of the year, caused when Bear, asked to conceal the sun which was shining in Sarah's eyes, decided to move it out of position and cause Flash Gordon-scale flooding and disaster across the entire world. If you didn't notice it, that's just because Bear moves very quickly to repair his mistakes. Sometimes.

Who could fail to love Grumpy Bunny: All Year Long?

This bunny kills fascists.

After you walk beyond Coal Harbour, on the way to English Bay, there's a lake, featuring wild geese and ducks, none of which have the faintest idea about pavement protocol.

Along the Stanley Park sea wall there's a set of rock sculptures - piles of stones apparently balanced amidst the waves. Unsettling when you first see them. A moment after we took this picture, a jogger came along (posing by running along the elevated section of the wall) and double-taked almost hard enough to fall into the water as he noticed what he was running past.

This reminds me of the painting which hung in our lounge for years in Teignmouth.