I was strolling through a part of Liverpool, when I came across this.
An unexploded bomb that was in danger of making a huge ginormous bang when it went off, obviously.
WTF?
I nervously looked around and there seemed to be people walking about very close to where I reasoned the bomb was. Surely, there’d be a 2 or 3 kilometre exclusion zone?
Ok. Can’t be a bomb then.
Over the other side of the paved area was one of those annoying buskers. Amplifier far too loud, playing the obligatory 50 year old Beatles songs. Why do all the Liverpool buskers just play Beatles songs? Can’t they play anything nice?
So, yeah, they were kindly warning me about him. I followed the illustration and put my fingers in my ears to try to block out the wailing.
England's England 