Not any more he aint.

Plumber's crack

Sadly, this is the last sample of rap graf from my sojourn in Lyon.

To all the Lyonnaise rappers I say, keep rappin, and tappin', and flappin' your jaws,
'cause on this hiphop lyrical blogspot you'll never, ever be asked to show reason or cause.

Ovine bovine

I love how the imaginary footpath here merges with the real one.

I haven't a clue what it all means though.

I believe my baby's got a black cat bone.

Enough said.

I don't know what they're doing but they laugh a lot behind the green wall.

This one's a bit more out there, literally and figuratively.

It was just reward for climbing a million-and-one steps up the world's steepest hill to Lyon's Fourviere cathedral.

I like how the piece organically merges with the remaining bricks. All in all, it's just another brick in the wall.

Baraka gives you back your B-B-Bounce!

Apologies to Berocca.

Quite a backdrop

When in Lyon recently (makes it sound like I pop over there all the time, doesn't it?).

Anyway, when in Lyon recently, the local arrondissement where we stayed organised a "keep active" style cycle race for the locals.

Only trouble was, Lyon's quite a hilly place, and the organisers showed no mercy with route selection.

It was fun, however, cheering the appreciative cyclists on with a:

"C'mon! Pull yer finger out! I know what it's like!"