Street Art in unlikely places

I'd expect to find street art in big cities like London or Bristol ( the home of the mysterious, controversial Banksy ) but sometimes you can run across some examples in the most unusual spots. The witty piece above is actually stencilled on the wall of Brixham fish market  -  "Let them eat fish" indeed! Clearly based on one of Banksy's most famous pieces, it may not be the work of the great man himself... but it's pretty cool.

The above ( also from Brixham ) seems to be a debate on the age-old "What is Art?" question  -  "There's a thin line between street art and shit art!"

And then there's "a shave and a haircut..."

The pic above obviously doesn't count as street art... but I just like it. It's from a tiny vegetarian cafe down a Brixham back alley. Where else would you find an alley cat?

The last two images are actually by Banksy himself. Whilst in Coventry on Thursday and Friday for the Springsteen gig ( review to follow, of course ) Sarah and I had a look around the city's Herbert Art Gallery. The Banksy pieces were part of an exhibition called Caught In The Crossfire: Artistic Responses To Conflict, Peace And Reconciliation. Sounds heavy, doesn't it? Well, er, it was. But there was some powerful artwork on display and it was worth a look... even if it wasn't exactly fun.

The English Riviera

Just a few photos from our holiday down in Torbay last week. First a couple of glimpses of Torquay's harbour and marina...

And here's Sarah getting her feet wet in the harbour. This was just a few minutes after a teenage lad fell off the edge of the harbour wall and into the water behind where Sarah's standing. He fell about 10 feet but, luckily enough, the water was deep enough that he didn't hurt himself... although he was a bit shaken, obviously...

Below are a few shots of Brixham ( where we were staying ), starting with the lovely Fishcombe Cove which was less than 5 minutes' walk from our chalet...

And here's James on board Brixham harbour's replica of Francis Drake's Golden Hind. Avast there, ye land-lubbers...!

We also had a trip on the Dart Valley Steam Railway, from the nearby Goodrington station, along the banks of the beautiful Dart river to Kingswear, and then onto the ferry across the river to Dartmouth. Here's the train pulling into the station and then steaming past Goodrington Sands and its row of beach huts...

And here are James and I, about to catch the ferry...

A couple more shots of Brixham, starting with the beach next to the breakwater, where I saw a seal one evening, literally only 6 feet out in the water, posing for onlookers. No photos, unfortunately...

And a couple of lovely beach shots to finish...

Soundtrack: Revolver by The Beatles

Brixham bound

The glacially-slow pace of this 'ere blog is about to crawl to a halt as we're just about to head down to Brixham in Devon for a week. This means my already ludicrously-late looks at Iron Man 3, Star Trek: Into Darkness and The Name Of The Doctor will be even further delayed. Anyway, a week in sunny
( hopefully! ) Devon is just what the, er,  doctor ordered and I hope to bring back some lovely pics for your viewing pleasure. See you later, alligators!