Saw some interesting signs in England the other day…
(PSPO is the acronym for Public Spaces Protection Orders and the local council can make PSPO if it believes the activities common in that area are detrimental to the local community’s life…)
The book store chain, Waterstones, always has good bookie-related signs. Saw this one:
And then spelling errors are a worldwide epidemic, it seems:
And then, although this (below) is not a spelling-related sign, it seems to fit into this post as a rather random aside. My bro arrived home from a day after work bearing chocolate Brussels sprouts (on the right hand side). Obviously, this is the only way to eat this vile weed. 🙂
And let’s recover from that hideous dietary mistake of the green vegetable with a lovely sign from the wonderful British Library:
We happen to have some great friends who invited us to share their cabin in Ruidoso, New Mexico, over Memorial Day. It was great fun and I also happened to spot some curious signs as we drove our way and around town. There was also a large meeting of the Bandidos, although we weren’t invited to their hang-out…. 🙂
So thought I’d share some of these finds with you:
Seen in store window downtown.
(Above) – Appropriate for the area, methinks…
(Above) – Groaning of my writing soul….
Above – Using apostrophes comes with responsibility… 🙂
I certify that all the above signs are truth… 🙂
And the local bookshop was great. Props to Books Etcetera for implementing their Book Blind Date idea…
So, of course I had to buy a book (Support a local independent bookstore today!) I ended by buying New Yorker editor’s “Between You and Me: Confessions of a Comma Queen” by Mary Norris. Joy in my heart!
Just returned from a fabulous trip to Vermont, and do have to send congratulations to that state for being so spectacularly pretty with friendly people. More to come (and pics), but in the meantime, here’s one of Vermont’s road signs for you:
Note: For people unfamiliar with the line used in this post’s title, it comes from a famous American poem called “The Road not Taken” by Robert Frost (1874-1963) who lived and worked in Vermont.