Monday, 15 July 2013

Smiles of benches not for World Smile Day


World Smile Day is in October. But I can't wait to show you some of the smile benches I've been collecting. Here to help me is the King of Smiles, our own police constable Willie Wyme, affectionately known here in Fribble-under-Par as Wyme the Crime. 

Willie is a very smiley guy. He'd never enforce the law if he had to arrest people for smiling.


 http://www.flickr.com/photos/troutio/

Welcome, Willie. You come from a long line of smilers, I gather. 

Here is Willie with his mum and sisters.



 http://www.flickr.com/photos/floridamemory/3864198093/

Looks like Mum is the only one who doesn't get the joke. 

Willie trained in New York City, where bench vandalism was rife.




Back in London as a bobby on the beat, he found the suffering benches of Piccadilly Circus. But he kept smiling, which is why I asked him to do the Smile Benches for us. 




So what smile benches have you brought to show us, Willie? 





Yes, this shows that you keep smiling in the face of danger. And there's a bench. But could we possibly have a Smile Bench?



image source unknown


Hmmm. Nice smile. But where's the bench? 




OK, that's a bench but I have to say, it's one of the least interesting benches I have ever seen. A bench like this makes Benchsite look ridiculous.

Milkmaids 1962, Nikolai Bashakov


A smile and a bench; that's what we're trying to achieve here: both in the same picture. Like this:



 www.desall.com

Or this:


https://www.flickr.com/photos/lirena/

And here's one from George Mason University in Virginia. Every year students paint the benches in front of the library in any way they like.


www.flickr.com/photos/cehandy

What do you mean you're too busy with work? Come on now, Wyme the Crime, there isn't a lot of crime in Fribble-under-Par, is there? Or in Drizzly either, for that matter. 

The only thing you have ever done was to lock up Hello Kitty for kitty littering.





The charges were thrown out, though you always say there was a cover-up; I think I came across the evidence in the garden. 

Even when Root is drunk and turns cars upside down on the marble bench you just stand there grinning.





Good relationships with the community? Yes, that's important. But there's more to policing than just smiling. For example, some people report their smile bags lost or stolen.



 www.flickr.com/photos/houseoforko

In that case it's no good to tell people to keep smiling, is it?


 http://www.flickr.com/photos/70098060@N00/


Not everyone is keen on smiling, of course. With these three pieces of toast, for instance, only two out of the three seem to be smiling.


 www.etsy.com/shop/eeebeedee

The French toast guy here looks happy enough but the middle guy looks pretty miserable. Maybe he would like a pin like this?  I know I would.

 www.etsy.com/shop/kreepshowkouture

You can only smile for so long. After that it's just teeth. That's not my quote by the way. 

Come on now, Wyme the Crime. Actual smiley benches; that's what we want to see! Like this:




 http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Smiley_Face_bench.jpg

What a cheerful smiling bench! This would make anyone's day. 

Two Smiling Girls 1865, Carl Bloch


A laugh would do as well. Here's a storyteller having a good belly-laugh.



 The Storyteller from www.richbeyerscuplture.com

The important thing is that we get some smiles going on. Even a fake smile will do.



http://www.flickr.com/photos/customdeluxe/


So, for goodness sake, put all your miseries behind you and smile.


 www.etsy.com/shop/anchorpaperco


Speaking of warm fuzzy feelings, this is Sir Frosty, a very smiley fellow on a bench in Cambridge. 



 http://www.flickr.com/photos/traveller_soul/

See what I mean? The purpose of this post is to show smile benches, or at least people smiling on benches. Under the People Smiling on Benches Act 2012 you must have both, otherwise you are liable to a fine. As you well know, Willie, being a man of the law.  

Sir Frosty doesn't count as People, huh? Well, he's not there now so there's no evidence. That's the useful thing about criminal snow people; once the thaw comes, you can't catch them. 

For World Smile Day (not) we ought to have smiles from all around the world. I'd be smiling if I had a hat like this! 




What about this painting of the Countess Nerina Pisani Volpi di Misurata? This is legal under Italian law; I've checked. 



image in the public domain

I wouldn't want to fall foul of the law. 

This little Japanese girl has a Lovable Smile t-shirt and a lovable smile to go with it.  



photo by Shinobu Matsuo

This woman could do with a lovable smile. 






And here is my dear friend Cookie. Which version of her would you rather meet?






This bench has a very simple message.


www.etsy.com/shop/thelightofdawn



The Smile message is very popular. When I googled it on etsy I got 14,142 possibilities. There was even one for dogs.


www.etsy.com/shop/goingplaces2

Now it's your turn, Willie. Have you got a smile bench for us?

A smile with a message? Ok, let's see it. 



image from Le Jacobson

Willie, I can't for the life of me see why you've put this here. What, exactly, is the message?


 D. Sharon Pruitt at http://commons.wikimedia.org/

Sorry, the message is still not getting through to me.




Yes, I know that World Smile Day is kind of a dentist thing. It's all about getting people to look after their teeth. 

Yes, I know you found Cora Boran's teeth at the Fribble bus stop. 





Yes, I appreciate that the Smile message is all over the place, even at The Hard in Portsmouth, where it's very hard to smile.





Yes, fine. I can see that the sun is smiling here. 


image source unknown


And the birds are smiling.



image source unknown



I'm going to lay down the law here, Willie. I'm not letting you put up another picture unless it's 1) a smile and 2) a bench. It cannot be one or the other. Under Section 3.12 of the Smiling Benches Act 2013, you must have both. 

For example, here is a beautiful smiling sun bench. This is the perfect example of what I'd like to see. 



 http://www.flickr.com/photos/17903031@N00/

So, Willie, have you got a smile bench or not?





Ohhhh, this is really creepy. There is a fine line between a smile and a leer. This is seriously horrid. Who in their right mind would buy a hot dog from a vendor like this? And anyway, there's no bench.

You know what, Willie? This is an illegal smile.



 Brian Patton at http://www.flickr.com/photos/55tripower/

I think there is plenty of evidence for this. I have called in an expert.







I am putting you under citizen's arrest citing Section 3.557 of the Offensive Smiles Act. You have the right to remain silent but anything you say will definitely be held against you: I'll make sure of that. I'm still mad at you about arresting Hello Kitty. 

Willie Wyme, aka Wyme the Crime, you are under arrest and it seems appropriate under the circumstances that you should be arrested in smiling cuffs. 



 www.etsy.com/shop/zanneavenue


World Smile Day is on October 4th this year. Hopefully you will be out of jail by then and able to take part in the celebrations.








Credits

The No Smiling bench was photographed by Troutio at Tottenham Court Road tube station in London. Troutio has done a lot of travelling. His classic USA road trip has stunning landscapes, signs, and images from iconic American places. It's available on his photostream
at http://www.flickr.com/photos/troutio/

The people on the bench are not Willie's family but are actors from the motion picture Jangles of Pokes and Jabbs, made in 1916. The photo is from the Library and Archives of Florida, made available on Flickr Commons at   http://www.flickr.com/photos/floridamemory/3864198093/

The pictures of Willy in New York and Picadilly Circus are both from the brilliant adult colouring book Fantastic Cities by Steve McDonald (Chronicle Books, 2015). I coloured them myself and I also added the benches. Funny how Fantastic Cities seem to lack benches . . . 

The bright yellow crescent smile bench with three people sitting on it is from Schneider Architectural Works in Jericho, New York. The Smile Bench :) abstract says: Whether sitting to read,  contemplate art work or wait for the bus, one becomes a part of this functional art. The literal shape and vibrant colour of the Smile Bench evokes happiness. Standing up as it does, the Smile Bench emits its happiness to pedestrians and/or motorists passing by. Even from a distance, depending on its location, the Smile Bench can be set upon a pivot, allowing users to orient the bench in whatever direction makes them the happiest. You can read more about the Smile Bench and other designs at http://www.desall.com

Liren Chan from New York is a prolific photographer of benches, incuding the Parade of Benches in Rochester, New York. She photographed the Chuckles smile bench at the Rundell Library in Rochester in 2010. Sponsored by Kodak, the artists are Chris Palace and Kevin Serwacki https://www.flickr.com/photos/lirena/4745255801/in/set-72157624122779453

The clouds smile is one of those ubiquitous images from the internet where it is impossible to find the original photographer. The same goes for the smiling sun, and for the birds forming a smile in the sky. Stunning images but sadly I can't credit the photographers because I don't know who they are.  

At George Mason University in Virginia there is an annual tradition of bench decorating, which occurs every fall when select student organizations let out their inner Picassos and paint the wooden benches in front of Fenwick Library. Fortunately, CE Handy has been there to photograph them
. Her photostream of benches and other subjects is at http://www.flickr.com/photos/6of8/

The boring bench posted by Willie is what I call Bleak Bench as it is truly the ugliest, most unloved bench I have seen in a long time. It's in a residential close on a patch of grass used only by dogs. Owners stand well away from the grass and the bench. If anyone wants to give me a grant, I will try to do it up. A good deal of sanding and some red paint might fix it. 

Milkmaids is a delightful painting done in 1962 by Russian artist Nikolai Bashako (1918-1993).  The painting of Two Girls Smiling was made in 1865 by Danish artist Carl Bloch (1834-1890).

The Storyteller is a cast aluminium sculpture by Richard S. Beyer (1925-2012). It's located at the Lake Washington Plaza in Kirkland, Washington. Between 1968 and 2006 Beyer created over 90 sculptures for public spaces in cities and towns throughout the USA (and beyond) that reflect local values and lore. His work is particularly well known in the northwest, where it appears in many public spaces. His designs are active and direct, using animals and people with expressively carved gestures to tell stories about experience and interaction. Beyer used humour to affirm the human condition, often making fun of things that limit and debase, such as pretension and complacency. The sculptures are brilliant and so are the titles: Coyote Reading a Candy Wrapper; Man Eating Dogfood; The Wedding of the Girl Who Grew Up With Chickens. You could tell a story from every title. http://www.richbeyersculpture.com


The three smiling and unsmiling pieces of toast are by Emily Bennett in Chicago, who makes handmade plush toys, buttons and pins. Plush is a type of fabric used for making soft toys. The three Toasts are Todd, Grumpy and French. I love the French toast but the miserable guy in the middle also makes me smile. Emily says she uses her crafty powers to produce the highest level of cuteness. The Toast Plush 3-Pack is available at www.etsy.com/shop/eeebeedee

Sir Frosty in Cambridge is a photograph by Clara, who, judging from her wide range of photographs, clearly has a traveller's soul. Her photostream is at http://www.flickr.com/photos/traveller_soul/

The pretty smiling woman with bracelets on her head is from my ancient stash of photos which came with my old computer software. The Sherlock Holmes character and my dog Sit are also from these images. 

The beautiful portrait of the smiling woman on a bench is by Vittorio Matteo Corocos (1859-1933). It was painted in 1906. The woman is Contessa Nerina Pisani Volpi di Misurata, wife of Guiseppe Volpi, first Count of Misurata. Guiseppe Volpi (1877-1947) was an Italian businessman and politician who, among other things, negotiated peace between Italy and Turkey, brought electricity to Venice, and founded the Venice Film Festival.   

The little girl is Miyu. It's a lovely photo, which didn't scan very well but you can see that she is wearing an appropriate Lovable Smile t-shirt for this post. She and her baby sister Emi also appear at the end of the credits. The smiling and unsmiling couple are members of Mungo's family. The woman in purple is my dearest, oldest friend Cookie, late of Los Angeles, now of The North. She has both a brilliant smile and a way of looking scarily disapproving. I'll probably see the Disapproving look when she sees this post. 

The smiling bag on a bench is called The Lone Smile. It's by weareshadows.com, whose photostream is on Flickr at www.flickr.com/photos/houseoforko  There are lots of lovely photos in the photostream but only the one bench. Lucky for me, it just happened to be an interesting Smile bench. 

The 'Keep Smiling' bench is a photo by Jez Atkinson, who lives in the northwest of England (Manchester).  His colourful and varied photostream is at http://www.flickr.com/photos/70098060@N00/  

You can only smile for so long. After that it's just teeth is a quotation from Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk. I can't tell you how many sickly-sweet Smile messages I had to wade through to find this. I was gritting my teeth by then, which broke off one of my teeth, not a good event to happen for World Smile Day. 

The No Whining sign from Anchor Paper is in Porto, Portugal. Anchor Paper makes cool vinyl decals, wall art, and labels at www.etsy.com/shop/anchorpaperco   Americans really hate whining and there are lots of signs telling people not to whine. In the UK we call it whingeing and I've never seen a sign so I don't even know how to spell it. 

The Puccinos Fake Smile sign is from Weeza in Berlin. Apparently customer service was so poor on this occasion that not even a fake smile was offered. Weeza's photostream contains intriguing and varied subjects: people, landscapes, travel, cats, interesting signs, unicorn meat  - it's all there at http://www.flickr.com/photos/customdeluxe/

The sunny yellow and orange Smiley Face bench is apparently in Coventry Village in Cleveland Heights, Ohio. (There is another Coventry in England, but that's not the one.) The author is THD3 and the image is available from http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Smiley_Face_bench.jpg

The bench with the Smile plaque is a photograph from Dawn Regan, who does fine art photography, wall art and home decor in her shop in Fremont, California. Colourful flowers, California landscapes, Hawaii, and a smiling bench-  Dawn has it all in her shop is at www.etsy.com/shop/thelightofdawn

Sit.Stay.Smile is a print by Ginger Oliphant in Seattle. This is a labrador but you can choose a border collie or retriever or other dogs as Ginger does all kinds of dog art. She also does cat and horse wall decor, greeting cards and magnets at her etsy shop at www.etsy.com/shop/goingplaces2. I doubt if she has a dog like my dog Sit though; he is truly unusual as dogs go. He sits. He stays. And he has a nice little smile. 






The two toothless smilers photo was sent to me by Le Jacobson, who is apparently an Old Fart (his words, not mine). It has taken me a while to find a use for the photo but I am always grateful for donated pictures and this one, finally, has found a home. In fact it was this picture which alerted me to World Smile Day and the need for a blog to celebrate it, even though I'm not a dentist.  

Another toothless person is Cora Boran, the Evil Twin of Dora, who has a habit of leaving her false teeth on the benches around Fribble. This is especially the case in the Fribble bus stop, where she 'gives them a rest' whilst waiting for the bus. Willie always retrieves the teeth during his evening patrol around town but clown that he is, he can never resist posing for a picture. 

This girl with braces is a dentist's dream. She's either smiling or grimacing - I'm not sure which. Her photo was taken by D. Sharon Pruitt and is available through Creative Commons licensing at http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Free_Awesome_Girl_With_Braces_Close_Up.jpg


Portsmouth Hard is an area which raises the inevitable question: hard what? It's hard so that buses and cars and taxis can stop there beside Portsmouth Harbour. The Hard is where you get ferries to Gosport and the Isle of Wight, or where you get the train to London and well, almost anywhere. Since 2011 there has been an interesting installation of cheerful balloons, a sword, and a simple retro sign saying Smile. It was a miserable day when I took the photograph but it did make me smile. The project's title is 'Trav'ller in the Dark' and the artist is S. Mark Gubb.

The smiling suns Happy Bench is a photograph from Bruce Aleksander and Dennis Milam's Flickr photostream. Yes, if you've paid careful attention to Benchsite you'll have seen this image before, just a couple of weeks ago. I loved it so I used it again. The Happy Bench is in Albuquerque, New Mexico. Bruce and Dennis's photos of benches and many other wonderful things from their travels are at http://www.flickr.com/photos/17903031@NOO/

The German sausage was photographed by Mungo at the Old Gaffers Festival in Yarmouth, Isle of Wight a few weeks ago. There were many food stalls from many countries and this one, to my mind, was by far the least appealing. I consulted several people about whether to include this photo for World Smile Day: everyone said no, which I thought was a pretty good reason for including it.  

The illegal smile graffiti was photographed by Brian Patton, aka US301retro. Highway US 301 runs through the Carolinas and Brian has an amazing array of retro photographs and postcards on his photostream at http://www.flickr.com/photos/36359165.  Illegal Smile is a song by John Prine (1978) and I also found a website called Illegal Smile by graffiti artist Lombo. Brian has photographed a lot of graffiti, a subject which I hope to cover later on Benchsite. 

Liz and Jordan in Florida make handmade weird, creepy and offensive designs. Far from offending me, The Don't Tell Me to Smile button is a reasonable antidote, I think, to the constant barrage of messages urging us to smile. Besides buttons they make brooches, pins, patches, and necklaces. Their shop it at www.etsy.com/shop/kreepshowkouture

The Mona Lisa cuffs are just what I needed to arrest Wyme the Crime. There's Mona, with her enigmatic smile, keeping Willie safely in custody to prevent him posting any more ugly Smile pictures. The cuffs are made by Suzanne Schmid, who makes innovative repurposed jewelry in Springfield, Illinois. She likes giving new life to common objects and turning antique relics into jewelry. Where else would an antique fishing lure become a necklace? Suzanne also makes buckles, cuffs and other jewelry at her Zanne Avenue shop: www.etsy.com/shop/zanneavenue 




image from Shinobu Matsuo

Monday, 8 July 2013

Three Scottish weddings and some benches

Previously, in Fribble-under-Par: 

Tamsin Pink is set to marry Root, son of Lord Brassica, Fifth Earl of Drizzly. A lavish wedding is planned for July 8th at Drizzly Manor. 

It will have a Scottish theme and plenty of hairy sporrans. Here are the McBrassicas in their pre-wedding finery.

Lord B. is not prepared to wear a kilt but Root, for once, looks rather splendid in his. 







Since Root's riotous stag evening, it has become clear to Tamsin that Root is a drunken layabout. 

Here are Root, Wyme the Crime and Root's Agro friends on his last night as a bachelor.





Meanwhile, the erstwhile Garçon Orange returned from France and declared his love for Tamsin. He did it rather publicly, on the roof of her house. 






And Mikey the Mariner, also known as The Little Sailor, came to Fribble looking for love. He finds himself enchanted by The Octopus Girl, due to both her ocean heritage and her inter-changeable limbs.





Then, unexpectedly, Tamsin finds herself with a baby. This is inconvenient as everything is in place for her marriage to Root.  






On the morning of the wedding, Lord Brassica takes Root and his dog Pru and goes over to Tamsin's house. 

Lord B wants to know if he's looking at a French satsuma or the future Seventh Earl of Drizzly.  






Is this Garçon's baby or Root's?

Tamsin says the stork brought it.





Ursula, our well-educated Unicorn-in-Residence, says that this can sometimes happen.






Storks apparently have a habit of leaving babies on benches.






Fribble women are quite delighted at the prospect of a wedding and a new baby in our community.




In the Duck and Dog Collar, the men sit on their benches and wonder if the wedding will go ahead. 


image from https://commons.wikimedia.org

What they really want to know is





On the clocktower bench The Fribble Agro, minus Root, hastily construct an opinion poll of passersby. 





The results are as follows:



Key:  
        green  =   those with no opinion (mainly tourists)
        red     =   those who think the baby is Root's
        purple =   those who think the baby is Garcon's 
        blue    =   those who think the stork brought it


While Lord Brassica attempts to find out the origins of the baby, Lady Jessica Brassica is blissfully unaware. She spends the whole morning in the sauna trying to lose a tiny bit of weight so that she can squeeze into the dress made for her by Joop from Overbearing in Holland. 






The kilt, the bagpiper, the silver and pewter gifts and the highland accessories are all hired and ready to go.


photo by Sheila B.

The Scottish insects have been identified.

Everything Scottish, Facebook



After seeing the poll results, Lord Brassica decides to take a pragmatic approach, which is to say, he tells Root to buck himself up and keep a stiff upper lip. 

The message Lord B sends to the Fribble community is loud and clear:


image from www.etsy.com/shop/caramelexpressions


Lord Brassica organises childminders for the baby while Tamsin gets ready for her wedding. 







At two o'clock Lady B is out of the sauna and relaxing in her new dress.She 
has chosen white and gold, as upstaging the bride is not her concern.





Tamsin is in the tourbillion de filet that Joop made for her. She feels silly but Joop said it's the best he could do, given her very short legs and huge green feet.  




Tamsin seems oblivious to the fact that marrying Root will make her the Lady of the Manor. As the daughter-in-law of Lord Brassica, Fifth Earl of Drizzly, she and Root will inherit the splendid Drizzly Manor.





She's more excited about Castle Broccoli though, an enormous pile up in the Highlands of Scotland. 





The rest of us start getting ready for the wedding, mindful of the Scottish theme. A couple of stylish cats turned up in tartan.  




Some people look great in tartan.


https://www.flickr.com/photos/iconolatry/109768865/

But my husband, His Excellency, mutters something about knobbly knees. So, as usual, he is all in white. 





He brings along the splendid bench we are giving Root and Tamsin as a wedding present.


image by Janet Wells

Of course, eveyone is giving benches as wedding presents. 

Root's friends, the Fribble Agro gang, clubbed together and bought a sofa, which they thought was fitting for the prickly situation.



image from www.designboom.com

Mr and Mrs Paragon wanted to give Root and Tamsin a helping hand but I'm wondering how this bench will look in Drizzly Manor. 



image by Sheila B.


However, none of our benches can compete with the Louis XIV banquette given by Lord and Lady Brassica.


image from Ateliers Allot Freres at https://commons.wikimedia.org/

Some guests get out their Scottish finery. At quarter to three Lettie arrives in her kilt. Ach, she's a bonny wee lass! 





Uncle Hamish McTavert comes down on the night sleeper from Toblemory and arrives in time to chill out on a bench.





The little lads turn up in their hairy sporrans.






My imaginary friend Miggy takes up the Scottish theme of the wedding and comes dressed in a tartan rug. 





When you get to a certain size, I suppose that's the only option.

My imaginary husband Mungo is also well turned out for the wedding, though he doesn't seem to have picked up on the Scottish theme. 





Miggy suggests that Mungo's look is quite appropriate for the wilder streets of Glasgow. 

Cora and Dora Boran don their wedding hats for the occasion. Cora is in a bad mood; after one glass of raspberry Prosecco she smashes up a bench in front of the Brassica's summerhouse. 






Little April, age six, comes with her Parallel Selves, May and June. All the girls are wearing their pretty summer dresses, and hats strikingly similar to Cora and Dora's. 





So here we are at Drizzly Manor, our whole community assembled together to watch the wedding.


image from Infrogmation at https://commons.wikimedia.org 

At the back of the chapel there is some kerfuffle and it is announced that there will be a delay in the service, as well as a change of bride and groom. As you can imagine, this took some time and some of the guests got exhausted by it.





A bench is eventually assembled and Mariner Mikey and The Octopus Girl come forward. She is wearing a lacy white dress and has arranged her limbs in a way which is not normally seen at weddings. 







Tamsin and Root are their witnesses. This is quite convenient because Root and Tamsin are already dressed for a wedding. 

The music Mikey has chosen for their wedding march is in keeping with their common nautical background: The Octopus's Garden. A band member practices on a bench outside the chapel. 



image from Infrogmation at https://commons.wikimedia.org/

All goes well with the wedding of Mikey and The Octopus Girl. Following their marriage though, Tamsin tells Root that she doesn't want to marry him. Even the lure of Castle Broccoli cannot persuade her to go through with it.




There is a gasp in the congregation and Root's mother, Lady Brassica, runs from the chapel. But Root doesn't seem to mind. 

In fact, he announces that he has found someone else to marry. 

Her name is Innocent.



image from John Bunyan's The Pilgrim's Progress, 1678

I could be mistaken but I think Innocent looks rather surprised when she is summoned to the altar to marry Root. 




image from www.ProjectGutenberg.org

The wedding guests, mostly Drizzly and Fribbilians, settle down on their benches to enjoy another wedding.






The sea-faring benches from the Mariner wedding are cleared away hastily and a more traditional bench is brought back. 

Root and Innocent take their vows and Lady Brassica returns just as they are saying they Do. 

Lady B gets her first glimpse of her new daughter-in-law and falls into a faint.






Mungo lightens the mood by bringing in the piper and one of Miggy's large cakes. 





Ooooo, mind that haggis crossing!



Once the dancing begins, everyone starts to loosen up, though some people are perplexed by The Octopus Girl and her weird take on The Gay Gordons. 





The dancing ensures that everyone has a good time, even though the pipers are in danger of backing themselves into Lord Brassica's pond.




The marquee tent is nicely decorated and Miggy's cake goes down a treat.



 www.etsy.com/shop/pomtree

All in all, the two weddings go well and we end the day with two new couples:

1.     Mr. Mikey Mariner and his wife, Mrs. The Octopus Mariner

2.     Lord Root Brassica, future Sixth Earl of Drizzly, and his wife, Lady Innocent Brassica 

As the sun sets the Mariners disappear under a scallop while Root and Innocent head for a honeymoon in Paris.




No, sorry, I misunderstood. Their honeymoon is going to be in Bracknell.

But their actual wedding night is spent on the benches on Fribble Esplanade. Root isn't quite on the bench as he has drunk rather a lot of champagne at the reception. His new wife looks on innocently. 






And there's another couple down on the beach that evening. One is Pink, one is Orange. 

They are unmarried and breathe a sigh of relief. 






Credits

For the full story leading up to Root and Tamsin's wedding see previous posts such as how Root and Tamsin got together, their engagement, and the beginning of Tamsin's doubts about Root. For Mikey's raucous past, see http://benchsite.blogspot.co.uk/2013/06/sea-benches-for-world-oceans-day.html   Innocent has no past. She appeared from nowhere. It's just one of those tricky plot things.

If you still haven't had enough weddings after this, find out how Mungo and I gambled on love in Las Vegas. Less adventurous but equally romantic, you can read about His Excellency and me at http://benchsite.blogspot.co.uk/2013/02/an-excellent-valentine.html

Lord and Lady McBrassica and Root posed in front of Mungo's family's tartan. No, I'm not going to say what it is but I'm sure that tartan geeks will be able to identify it. Hint: the clan name starts with Mac . . . 

Root's stag evening was organised by Hood-D, his best man. Hood-D is one of the Fribble Agro gang, along with Biff, Root, and Sk8T. Police Constable Willy Wyme was also invited as he is a good friend of the Agro. The stag party spent the evening at the Dustpan and ipod dressed in ladies' clothes. Root wore his mother's lavender silk evening gown and Willy wore her infamous Doily Carte minidress. However, the Agro aren't as foolish as they look; they did an impressive job on my Bus Stops post:  http://benchsite.blogspot.co.uk/2013/05/bus-stop-benches-around-world.html

The men on benches at The Duck and Dog Collar are actually a painting called Peasants Playing Cards by Adriaen Brouwer, a Flemish genre painter in Flanders and the Netherlands in the seventeenth century. Brouwer, born in 1605, spent much of his time in alehouses and his paintings depict scenes of debauchery, drunkeness and foolishness which he witnessed there. Rather like the Dustpan and ipod then. He was popular in his time but died penniless in 1638. Originally buried in a common grave in Antwerp, he was later buried in a churchyard at the instigation of other artists. The image of Peasants Playing Cards is in the public domain, seen at https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Adriaen_Brouwer_006.jpg

Sheila B. took the photo of the McDonalds of Cyprus advertisement for kilts, bagpipers, silver and pewter, gifts, and highland accessories. Isn't it handy to have all this available on an island? OK, Cyprus isn't Paradise Island but obviously they still have their fair share of Scottish weddings. 

Keep Calm and Marry On is a print from a range of interesting prints in all different colours, available at http://www.etsy.com/shop/caramelexpressions

During the wedding festivities Lord Brassica arranged for his horse Tonks and dog Pru to mind the baby. Please rest assured that Tonks and Pru are extremely competent childminders: their recent Ofsted inspection found them Outstanding in all areas of child care. The only negative aspect of the report was a warning that, for safety reasons, Tonks should refrain from jumping on bouncy castles. Helf n' Safety gone mad if you ask me. 

The two tartan cats live with Miggy's mum; this is her bench. For some properly purrfect cat benches see http://benchsite.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/cat-benches-for-world-cat-day.html


Some people certainly do justice to tartan and model Veronika is one of them. https://www.flickr.com/photos/iconolatry/109768865/ She was photographed in October 2005 by Jon Dymond, from London. Jon's wavelength is the following: Vibrant colours and tonal harmony. Beauty not belonging just to the handful who are considered beautiful. Urban architecture. Contrast and diversity. Hearing a soundtrack through an image. Artificial light sources. Collaboration rather than contracts. Sexyness not being defined by nakedness. Finding aesthetics in mundane locations. Oh and pretty pictures.

The bench His Excellency and I gave Tamsin and Root as a wedding present was photographed in the Dordogne by Janet Wells. You have to admit, this is a nice, practical bench which anyone would welcome as a wedding present. 

The Cactus Sofa was maybe designed for people who don't like guests. I did not manage to find the sofa's designer, though I found a different cactus sofa, the Canape Sofa, designed by Maurizio Galante at the Italian group Cerruti Baleri. I am unable to establish whether this is the same designer. The cactus sofa shown here appears on many blogs and websites, including www.designboom.com which has a whole feature on cactus-based design. 

The Helping Hand bench was photographed in Cyprus by Sheila B. at the Cyprus School of Art. There are lovely romantic mosaics behind it which make it the perfect wedding gift I think. 

The red banquette is French as well. It's a "Sully" Louis XIV-style replica by Ateliers Allot Frères. But can you image Root and Tamsin on this bench? Don't bother to send answers on a postcard please.  I saw it on at https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:N%C2%B0746-12_banquette_%22Sully%22_de_style_Louis_XIV_r%C3%A9plique_d%27un_mod%C3%A8le_d%27%C3%A9poque_r%C3%A9alis%C3%A9_par_les_Ateliers_Allot_Fr%C3%A8res_..jpg

The three lovely little boys were pageboys at a family wedding. For those of you not in the know, the hairy sporran is worn because a kilt wearer does not have pockets; it's a form of purse. But it's also there to protect the wearer's modesty because, as is rumoured, Scotsmen do not wear underpants. There are three types of sporran: the informal daywear sporran, the semi-dress sporran, and the full dress Bonnie Prince Charlie job that is only worn at special occasions. Apparently the ultra-hairy Piper's Sporran is mostly worn by pipe bands. If you want the full sporran story, see www.scotweb.co.uk   This website can tell you everything you need to know about all things north of the border.  

The photos of masked people on the bench were photographed by Infrogmation, who lives in New Orleans and has photographed all sorts of wonderful things from the Mardi Gras. This photo is from  https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:ParkBenchMardiGras2009.JPG
The baritone horn player is from the Crewe Kosmic Debris parade and walking party at the Mardi Gras, New Orleans. Thanks to Infrogmation once again at 
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:KosmicDebris07BenchBaritone2.jpg

The kilted man sleeping on the bench was photographed by Bob Shand in Stirling in 2007. Bob lives in Scotland and is otherwise known as Bob The Lomond. He photographs glorious Scottish scenery and events and just occasionally he goes to other parts of the world and photographs there as well.  http://www.flickr.com/photos/bobthelomond/1499086046/

Innocent is from John Bunyan's The Pilgrim's Progress, 1678. It's hard to say just how innocent she is in the context of Root Brassica and Fribble-under-Par. At present she is an extremely shy girl who never says anything. It will be interesting to say how she grows into her future role as the Sixth Lady Brassica of Drizzly. 

The surprised Innocent is an image from www.ProjectGutenberg.org.  This is a fabulous organisation which has opened up a huge amount of textual material and images for a wide variety of uses, including blogs like Benchsite. Their statement reads: This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org The terms of the license are that I publish the statement. 

The marquee tent where the reception was held is not the same one they were trying to put up on a previous post. This one is nicely erected and decorated with colourful poms made by Chloe Bouffard in Ottawa. Chloe's pom shop is Pomtree, which can be see at www.etsy.com/shop/pomtree

The Scottish dancers on the lakeside are not from Drizzly Manor. They're from Deseronto in Canada, near Toronto. The town is picturesquely situated on the Bay of Quinte. The photograph was taken by Lloyd Thompson for the Quinte Scanner in June 1971 and shows the Kingston Pipe Band at Deseronto's Centennial Park. http://www.flickr.com/photos/deserontoarchives/5036598851/

My imaginary husband Mungo comes from a Scottish family in that his dad is from the hard streets of Glasgow. Pipers and Caledonian dancers and yes, hairy sporran, feature at many of our family celebrations. Here are Mungo's Mum and Dad at their 69th wedding anniversary celebrations with a troupe of excellent Scottish dancers.





Oh yes, we have many Highland Flings in this family. The piper appeared for Mungo's Dad's 90th birthday party six years ago. Gosh, in another four years we'll need to book him again. I'm not sure how many of us will be highland flinging by then. 

This piper is properly dressed with a Piper's Sporran; it's very hairy, as you can see. Notice the tartan of his clan and his socks, for concealing a knife. Not that you are likely to need a knife at a wedding. Are you? Come to think of it, I have been to one or two weddings where a knife might have come in handy.