...where the nation's strict rules for wiring can be ignored...
...and trams hog the space...
...where statues...
...aren't what they seem...
... and the main square has real statues on poles that light up and change colour...
...where shared space is being forced into the road by a cinema queue...
...where shared space is being forced into the road by a cinema queue...
...or sharing the pavement with a motorbike...
...where small children mingle with big youths on skateboards...
...and Ruby et al would be in 7th heaven...
...where the people in the doorway aren't too interested in the juggler...
...where graffiti removers are supervised by a man...
...who goes round on a scooter searching for more...
...where this space is not usually shared with cars...
...where small children mingle with big youths on skateboards...
...and Ruby et al would be in 7th heaven...
...where the people in the doorway aren't too interested in the juggler...
...where graffiti removers are supervised by a man...
...who goes round on a scooter searching for more...
...where this space is not usually shared with cars...
...at least until the rising bollards are down...
...and dogs are spoilt...
...cars park rather economically...
...and finally, what about this?
...and dogs are spoilt...
...cars park rather economically...
...and finally, what about this?
10 comments:
Paul, You could have gone anywhere but it does look a nice place :)
Those crocs are fake. Is it Yarmouth?
It is indeed Anon.
PM - I once stayed in Yarmouth whilst my then property was being givven an industrial de-woodworming. I was glad to get home.
Now come on everyone. The country's obvious but which city? Do I have to post more revealing photos - if you see what I mean...
Thats France Paul. as to which city, I am not certain. Give us a few historitical clues.
Did the British once rule, or is it one of those we never quite acquired?
Glad to see you have started your research and education into the advantages of shared space.
'More revealing photos'? Oh God, you don't own speedoes too do you?
There is no way that Florrie would stay in a box in a bicycle-far too much pride. Unless she was on the front of course. At least it wasn't a French poodle with a silly ribbon in its fur. And how do those parked cars ever move?
BB Right of course. I shall have to consider more revealing pics (PM don't worry - no danger!) as my history is weak.
I looked out for shared space a lot, and it seemed that in the shopping precincts those few vehicles alowed in would indeed share with pedestrians - rather like Abbeygate Street when closed to all but traders' cars/vans - although that is not a very good comparison. These were effectively pedestrian precincts and not through routes for vehicles.
FM - We saw a few of those too, but not on bikes.
Is it Bordeaux? If it is I hope there will be a pic of you and Mrs F enjoying a glass of wine next!
Thanks for the first stab Ruby. Some wine was certainly drunk, but not there on this occasion.
I've got it!! It's Baghdad!!
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