Cathedral

No, not cheese, the other one, the big building looming over a city one.

Took a look at Liverpool cathedral. Big ball buster of a building. Built at a time when the technology to just strip it all back and go for it existed, but the urge to decorate and adorn still held sway. So you get these stark walls and jaw dropping spans, nibbled with leaves and scrolls and earnest looking saints.

Like a breezeblock in the hands of a fidgety gibbon.

Anyway, paused for a while in my architectural assessment, took a few moments silent acknowledgment, ( that's what you do in these places isn't it ? ). And noticed the seating was dotted here and there with other souls, hunched in thought, offering contemplation, or... no... look.

They're all on their bloody phones.

Maybe they were texting their prayers ? What kind of package does God give ?  Unlimited calls ? Good roaming deals ? Weekly top ups ?

A 24 hour help line ?

SMS 319

That is what text messaging is called here. SMS.

Du must SMS mit deine handi.

Or so I'm told.

The view from the window

So this guy spent a huge chunk of the journey with his mobile propped up at the window, ( with a very camp finger ) recording the world outside speeding by, and then sitting and watching it back over, then doing it again. 

A little something for the folks back home ? 

The background for an animation sequence ? 

Playing with a new phone ?

Tick as you feel appropriate.

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Another train, another day.

This guy was on his i-phone, looking up where Leipzig was. How out of left field is that ? And he had a real boxer's nose, flat and blunt. Brilliant.

Like the Lacoste logo croc just backing out from behind his coat.

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On the train into town yesterday ( to take a friend to see the birds on guitars at the Barbican ) so the perfect time to grab a few new drawings.

Sat opposite this guy, liked how his shaved head and fur lined hood made him almost Monk like.

He was, I assume, a web site designer, because he was suggesting ways to format a drop down menu on fragrance types, " you could have resins, florals, sandalwood, maybe alphabetical. I've had an idea. Are you there ? Are you there ? " as we dropped down into a tunnel and he lost the signal.

Caught his mouth open, talking, which I always find tricky.

And loved the retro fur edged coat hood. He had every texture going on.

Sorry about the page spine getting dark down the middle. Didn't press the book flat when I was scanning. Was eating a cheese sandwich instead.

Priorities.