Illustration Friday: Vacant

Another vacant building at the seaside resort.

Sillystration Friday: Repair

Just in time.

Angel

The angel waited for the city dwellers to spill out onto the streets -watching from his post that stretched to the edge of the planets atmosphere.

The camera turned to a petrol station somewhere in the UK

'...erm bugger, I've forgotten my number...wait, yeah, number 5 mate...'

'What number is that? Enquired the attendant with increasing impatience.

'I said number 8...'

Enter your card then...'

Jamie duly placed his plastic into the slot.

'Enter your number numskull...'

'What did ya say pal?'

'...just enter your number mate...'

Jamie shook his head...I must be hearing those voices again.

£96.80.

'Hey come on, I put £20 quid in...you've got it wrong...'

'How often do you think eh kid? This is the furthest point you've ever gotten to in your life and here you are quibbling over a couple of squid'.

'Cut the crap man...alls am sayin' is... I just put in £20 worth...'

'If you don't pay up, I'll have the security over here faster than you can say...'

Jamie snatched his card out of the machine, barging past the other people in the que and out the door.

His eyes scanned the desolate forecourt, resting upon a long thin wooden pole jetting out streams of luminous bubbles into the hazy Sunday evening sky.

Illusive friday

She waited and waited for the 20.45 with her carriers flapping in the breeze.

The next train arriving at platform 2 will be the 23.48 service to nowhere in particular. Calling at .... and... and... and...

Tring Tring

It all started with a phone call just after midnight. The flames from the oil refinery glowed bright as the white van moved up the mountain. The driver noticed a microphone in the heather and decided that it was time to get the old ball rolling....

Volcanosville

To dream of these usually signifies something or other.

Junk Food

He sat in the corner of the restaurant and devoured the burger with glee. It had been 25 years to the day since he last sat in there. 3 teenagers entered through the door.

'Hey, check out that loser over there...'

'Where?'

'That guy, the one with the green shirt'.

They seemed so young to Charles as they talked about nothing in particular.

Charles walked calmly over to the group, pulling the torn newspaper clipping from his pocket...

Meal for deux

Chomp and chew and etcetera. He drank the whisky and she walked on by. He could see the chemicals billowing from the deathly industrial estate of his imagination. Mrs Pugh scowled across the table as Mr Pugh nervously tucked into the eternal cold, grey cottage pie.

Illo friday: String part 2

and then there are the enigmatic pylons.

Illustration Friday Strings

Perhaps a spot of string theory?

Horsie horsy

Just keep on...clipperty clop.

Water Hydrant

water water everywhere...

The graveyard Shift

Why hey there little guy, thanks for the reminder!

Ready eggy go!

The fall of man or the rise of Spam, that is the questiowne.

Credit Munch

Banks beware of the unknown enemy marching down the hill...

Headface

Lord Cut Glass waited for the last dark day, barricaded beneath his mountain of time.

Ilustration Friday: Sugary

Oh sugar!

Thursday

He walked into the room and thought for a sweet moment.

Tick toque

Time passes...