Big Dipper on the Move!

 

DippyPhoto and Haiku © Steve Lakey 2015

This week the Natural History Museum in London announced that the iconic Diplodocus cast will be moved from the entrance hall after 44 years. It will be replaced by the bones of a blue whale, suspended from the ceiling.  This prompted a social media campaign to “Save Dippy”. The good news is that after being put on tour, Dippy will be rehoused in a new part of the museum, devoted to dinosaurs.

I wondered what a 150 million year old dinosaur, last alive in the Jurassic era, would make of it all!

The photo and haiku were prompted by Word Snap Weekly, 1st February 2015, hosted by Amanda Lakey at UniqueArtChic.com

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N.I.B. – Might is Write

BookshopPhoto © Al Forbes 2015

I’d been meaning to visit this independent bookshop for a while. I knew it had been torched by thugs, six months ago. Fortunately, the shop was up and running again in no time – good for him. I wanted to show my support.

It felt good to see that there was still a bookshop not controlled by the corporate evil that is ‘New International Bookshops’ (N.I.B.)

NIB, A global entity, with their slogan, ‘Might is Write’, now dominates all written media. NIB shops sell only officially approved titles.

A bell rang as I opened the door. A small man appeared behind the counter, looking a little nervous. I noticed that discreet CCTV cameras had been fitted, covering both inside and outside the shop. Sad, but necessary.

I tried to start a conversation with him, but all his answers were very guarded. I gave up and went back to browsing.

It was only when I walked to the ‘Classics’ section that he showed any interest in me. I could feel his eyes burning into the back of my neck.

“After anything in particular there, sir?”

I turned towards him. “I’m looking for ‘Pride and Prejudice’. Do you have it?”

He flushed. “I’ll probably have it in the storeroom, if it’s not on public display, sir.”

“Okay. I’ll wait.”

Something in his eyes gave him away. I was already running for the door before he reached behind the counter and jabbed the button. The shutters were only half down, as I slid out through the door and onto the street.

There were shouts and heavy footsteps behind me – two NIB agents in black suits. They were determined, but I know these streets well, and was able to shake them off within minutes. Now they had my face on camera, I couldn’t return home.

After several days, I managed to make contact with the Underground, who gave me a new identity. In return, I helped them plan their next mission: to torch the bookshop, this time for good.

 

 

The story was inspired by Sunday Photo Fiction, January 25th 2015, hosted by Al Forbes. Click the logo for more details.

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Generations

Generations

Photo and Haiku © Steve Lakey 2015.

At least four generations of my family, including myself, have worked at local collieries. Now, in the UK, coal mines have all but disappeared. This photo was taken at Pleasley Colliery, Derbyshire – one of the pits that my Dad had worked at many years earlier. By the time of this picture, it had been closed for many years, and was left in a derelict state.

The photo and poem were prompted by Word Snap Weekly, 11th January 2015, hosted by Amanda Lakey at UniqueArtChic.com

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