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Only in St Werburgh's...
Bristol is currently randy for Banksy, our local boy made bad. The queues from the museum were crazy last weekend, but here's a sneak preview of the show that's got everyone talking....
Anyway, just as Wimbledon fortnight is traditionally the time when people dust off their balls and lope over to the local court, only to give up again a few weeks later, so it seems that graffiti is all the rage just at the moment (though, to be fair, Bristol is pretty graffiti-orientated even in normal times). As proof of this, this afternoon I was walking through St Werburgh's to the local organic supermarket to refill my bottle of environmentally-friendly laundry liquid (what a good Steepholm am I!), when I saw this charming sight:
Sorry about the quality, but I didn't want to disturb them by getting closer. It's a man and a boy of about seven, and the man is patiently, methodically, showing the kid exactly the best way to use a spray can. As I passed he was saying things like, "Hold the nozzle a few inches further back, that's it," etc. He'd even kitted the boy out with a heavy-duty mask to stop him breathing in the toxic fumes.
Isn't that just the sweetest thing you ever did see?
Anyway, just as Wimbledon fortnight is traditionally the time when people dust off their balls and lope over to the local court, only to give up again a few weeks later, so it seems that graffiti is all the rage just at the moment (though, to be fair, Bristol is pretty graffiti-orientated even in normal times). As proof of this, this afternoon I was walking through St Werburgh's to the local organic supermarket to refill my bottle of environmentally-friendly laundry liquid (what a good Steepholm am I!), when I saw this charming sight:
Sorry about the quality, but I didn't want to disturb them by getting closer. It's a man and a boy of about seven, and the man is patiently, methodically, showing the kid exactly the best way to use a spray can. As I passed he was saying things like, "Hold the nozzle a few inches further back, that's it," etc. He'd even kitted the boy out with a heavy-duty mask to stop him breathing in the toxic fumes.
Isn't that just the sweetest thing you ever did see?
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That's awesome.