so, for the time being (or momentarily, look you see), i find myself not frequently in exile to that there London (innit) place. in their infinite wisdom, which many might question as they employed me, it is so that verk have elected to have me be an ambassador (of sorts) in the south west (ish) area of our lands. to be precise, or specific, that Bristol place. a change is as good as a rest, etc.
i do, believe it or not, have some vague semblance of a social circle. none are really foolish to extend the definition or interpretation of such to "friends", but still. anyway, i spoke to a few of my orders, or given place to be, and all spoke most fondly of the place. they were right to do so, for my experiences of the area so far (granted, limited) are that it is a most excellent part of the world.
whilst in the area, and at time of writing this was limited to "about" three (3) days (more to follow) i got to have a bit of a gander at the interestingly named Weston Super Mare. or Weston super Mare, as they appear to write (brand) it, with obviously the "s" in super being a debated case matter. considering how normally i am adverse to them, i may well stick with capital S, out of respect.
my only previous knowledge of Weston Super Mare was, i think, the place being mentioned in one of the live Bottom shows. i believe one was filmed there. didn't pay that much intention, as of course i would have rather been watching Rik and Ade swearing and hitting each other. yet still it resonates, for it is so (and perhaps this is a "me" issue) that whenever i think of the place name in my head, what i hear is the voice of Adrian Edmondson saying "Weston Super Mare".
as you can probably see, unless there's some weird audiobook version of this blog that i am entirely unaware of, i picked up a postcard whilst there. well, more than one, but just the one put here. and yes, it is presented above in the greater good and glory of Commodore 64 mode, but there's a "normal" version below.
being something of an experienced chap in the realm of postcards (i send at least two a week) i can assure you that it's fairly standard, this one, with four (4) different images of the place showcasing a variety of views. except, well, i am not entirely convinced that this is common or "normal". perhaps, or maybe, you might like to play "which is the odd one out". feel free to do so with the below, somewhat clearer image of the postcard.
yes it does indeed appear that the one image i would (reasonably) consider to be the odd one out in the above, bottom left for clarification, was (ahem) borrowed off of the Wikipedia entry for the fire which broke out in 2008. oh.
now, true, yes, some places are associated with tragedies or events which are as regrettable as they are sad. but it strikes me as being that few, if any, would in effect 'celebrate' such by placing an image of it on a postcard. at the least, well, not just casually dropping it in with generally generic types of images. this would appear not to be the Weston Super Mare way.
perhaps, with good fortune, i shall get to spend further time there in the not too distant future. if so, then i may well get chance to get further postcards, just to see what they have on them. that and to send them to people, too, true.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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