Friday, 9 November 2012

Life's a beach

In the times of yore, when I was a lad, we went to beach and played about, got wet, didn't drown and went home happy. But lurking behind all the jollity was an hidden need for a sign. How could we go on without the Great Sign? Well here's a classic; a triptych full of dos and donts and totally meaningless icons that need a description to make sense. The right hand sign has description of Bridlington beach which is, ahem, just behind it! I don't know now how we ever managed without them.

1 comment:

  1. Our local governments like to put up signs to tell you where you are, what you're looking at and what to do about it. They only last a day or two before they're covered with graffiti. And yet the committees persist. Perhaps they simply must spend the funding and can't seem to find any needy people to give it to.