Lighthouse*

Had a bad attack of the Ansel Adamses yesterday. Picture scene - grumpy and cold photographer in middle of Epping Forest seeing inspiration, camera loaded with black and white, stand of birch trees - adds up to a bit of the classic adams landscape stuff really -might even be suitable for turning into cards.
Anyway what's narking me right now is the jolly types who are rapidly covering their houses with 25KW lighting rigs or the sort that might be used for a U2 gig at Wembley arena and are in all likelihood visible from space, I'm sure the creatures from the horsehead nebula are not of the opinion that they are a sign of intelligent life, however. You see these grinning idiots interviewed in the papers because they are doing it all for charity - as if that is any justification for blocking the road with sightseers and having their house disguised as a giant tellytubby, and then they complain when people get upset about their antics.
So here's a message to all those who decorate their houses in this excrable manner. Don't do it, if you want to donate to charity give them all the money you would spend on the lights and the electricity to run them - and if you're still tempted I know just where you can put your 20 foot high inflatable santa - sideways too!

*Inevitable Hawkwind reference ("So far away in outer space a lighthouse guiding star")