There’s a generation alive today that has no idea what this is and will never use one.

Nothing says England better than rugby. Except maybe cricket and the only thing I’ve read here remotely like cricket is a story about the cicada invasion in the northeastern U.S. And that’s not the same thing at all, is it?

The mind goes wild with possibilities, doesn’t it?

People are still doing it over here. Not as many as used to, though.

Window pretties are the same the world over.

There’s no accounting for fashion sense. Not a costume.

Adorables.

I thought this was interesting at the V&A.  Then I found out how very interesting it really was:

Who knew?

Clever, clever, clever. Pick your back and try it!  At the V&A.

The one, the only, the venerable.

Black cabs are slowly disappearing. Now, they’re mobile advertising opportunities.

Pubs are still around, though.

This could be anywhere. But isn’t.

The original.

When these came out of the kiln, I’ll bet the potter didn’t expect they’d star at the V&A.

60 years and the old Dame’s still around. Love it.