|Grab him, nab him|
I don't know if it was choreographed or not. Either way, the scaffolders working on St. Martin-in-the-Fields Church in the background would almost certainly have whistled at the girls 'approvingly' when they walked past: it was written into every builders contract at the time; don't tell me it wasn't.
Westminster City Council prohibited the feeding of the birds in 2003 (wolf whistling at pretty girls probably around the same time) when their numbers reached 35,000 (who was counting them?*) and everywhere in the WC2 postcode was knee deep in guano.
|Me & James|
I don't know where the birds went for bush tucker after 2003. One day they were everywhere, sh*tting on your head, next thing you know they'd buggered off. All things must pass. But not before I leave you with this exquisite slice of Vaudevillian glam from 1972. It was never hip, granted, but this is the missing link between Mrs. Mills and Gary Glitter. And you can quote me on that.
Lieutenant Pigeon - Mouldy Old Dough (1972)
* The pigeons, not pretty girls
John, for some reason, the photograph "on the right" is just a solid grey box so I can't view it. Is it .jpeg?ReplyDelete
Hi Marie, try it now. I blame it on the gremlins. And/or Brexit. And Trump!Delete
Ah, there it is! What a wonderful shot of the sheer delight on his wee face.ReplyDelete
I'm blaming everything on that fool in the oval office these days.
I just noticed my link in your blogroll - thanks so much, John.Delete
Lovely pics. And there's a look I had forgotten - in the top one, the white socks over black tights! Something I'm sure my big sister combined with her purple hotpants too at the time.ReplyDelete
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It's like the Liver Birds had come down to the 'big smoke' for the day.Delete
I have a memory of my primary 7 trip to London in 1973 and getting blood on my new purple platforms from the pigeons pecking each other in the rush to get to the food!ReplyDelete
Purple plaforms, guano and blood. Jeez!ReplyDelete
Lovely pictures - I didn't realise the feeding of lieutenant (tricky word to spell) pigeon had been banned - Guano, great word.ReplyDelete
I too remember the socks over the tights, American tan in our case. Sadly if your socks didn't have very good elastic they tended to fall down and dragged your American tan tights with them!
I'll take your word for it Alyson; though tights falling down couldn't have been all bad, could it?Delete
I'll get my (grubby) coat.
I realised after leaving that comment that I explained it all a bit badly and had set myself for a grubby comment (and you didn't disappoint)!Delete
More of a Nora Batty ankle situation I should have said - I will go now before I get myself in more trouble.