Hand signals

These exemplars of British sign language (I think) have appeared on the hoardings on Bonnington Road, just along from this cheerful piece of street art. No idea why....

A busy day. An early morning peloton, bus(es - one broke down, and then I changed from the 10 to the 7 at Elm Row) to work, catching up with stuff in my office nice and quietly, some interesting and rather comforting news that will stay (mostly) under my hat for now, and then over to the other side of OC for an early career researcher workshop where I was commenting on some papers. I had an oddly sized block of time between the workshop and dinner, so I amused myself in my office by watching one of my colleagues participating in what can only be called a property porn programme (Scotland's Home of the Year). He and his wife won the heat they were involved in, so on they go....

Dinner, then home in a bus again. Mr A was out with norfolkdoc and W when I got back. That doesn't happen very often!