Thingy on the BUS
We all know Wayne Rooney has a face like the back of a bus - here's the proof.
Someone did well here to get the thingy in the dead centre. This is an advert for Damon Albarn's new Opera - Monkey: Journey to the West.
George is on the side of a bus. But - what's wrong with his throat? Has he had a tracheotomy? Is he starting a fashion for adam's apple jewellery?
What is that little thingy that's always on the side of every bus?
What is it for? I need to know.
Is it an extra dial on this Sony Ericsson? BtW what's going to happen to their Sven? He's not coming to Man City - a pity really as I quite fancied my chances there.
Are these two passing the baton in the relay?
Are these two passing the baton in the relay?
Someone did well here to get the thingy in the dead centre. This is an advert for Damon Albarn's new Opera - Monkey: Journey to the West.
Is it a sort of Britpop Ecce Cor Meum?
Manchester is privileged (?) to have the premiere at the Palace to start our Festival.
I know, I know - I need more stress in my life!
KAZ
Labels: adverts, bus, Monkey: Journey to the West
25 Comments:
The thingy on the side of buses contains a camera which films people who are taking pictures of the adverts.
I don't think pop musicians should get ideas above their station. Opera should die a natural death.
I'm far too busy to read all those adverts individually.
I'll wait for the omnibus edition!
(In George Clooney's case the thingy is actually his naval which has appeared after too many face lifts.)
It's a long time since I've seen any buses. We don't have them in Bury St Edmunds, just three small van like things instead.
I don't like the look of that thing on the side of the buses. It could be a sensor. If you inadvertantly move past it I bet the ad springs right out atcha, taking up your entire field of vision so you can't move till you've worked out how to get rid of it.
Maybe I spend too much time on the internet ...
I remember the days when busses didn't have thingy's, just a slot where you slipped your tanner in.
The thingy's in the same place on George's neck on the London buses, too.
There's me being eagle-eyed on the way to the bank.
Geoff:
Oh dear I knew I should have fixed my hair.
Damon promises 45 Chinese acrobats - but Verdi had elephants in Aida.
Murph:
*Omnibus Edition* that is very good Murph.
George isn't that old - but it could be his nipple. Ouch!
Ruby:
I live on (officially) the best bus route in Europe. The city centre is gridlocked by double decker buses.
'springs right out atcha' - well that's fine if it's the George Clooney ad.
Dave:
How far did your tanner take you?
Openshaw to Gorton?
Geoff:
You can be my London representative. Please alert me to any variations in position.
A friend of mine who fancies Rooney, would be most upset at him being likened to the back end of a bus. Although he does call him The spud faced nipper.
At last! Someone has addressed the thingy on the bus issue!
I ponder this each time I queue up for public transit. Yet no one here ever speaks of it.
One of our local TV anchors has a "thingy" where her nipple is. Perfect placement.
Do they all have little thingys in Manchester? I can't say I use buses myself but will consider it my duty to report back on the size and location of thingys down here in due course.
Gareth:
A friend?
Why would anyone fancy Wayne Rooney (Shrek) when there's Thierry and Cristiano Ronaldo around?
But as an Everton fan my opinion is hardly objective.
mj:
It had to be done. Silence on this issue was not an option. I expect to be nominated for a BAFTA for investigative journalism.
You have now identified it as an international issue.
I thank you
Midnight:
Do I detect the slightest hint of a 'double entendre' here?
Thingies down there sounds worth investigating - I shall expect a full report pronto.
crikey - I need to get out there!
maybe Geoff and I could split London and do half each? quite fancy investigating thingies down there and I need a new hobby
promise to report back!
It could just be the rivet that is holding the entire bus together. Unscrew it, and the bus falls apart into 643 parts, with a loud clang.
(Yes, yes, I know you don't unscrew rivets - but you know what I mean)
View:
I knew I could rely on you.
I shall coordinate research from my ivory tower.
Stitch:
Seeing as you're such an expert - how do you unrivet a rivet? eh?
My, but you ought to take up train spotting!
Dives for cover.
I have no idea why he fancies him, I think it's something to do with having he way with a thug with a couple of braincells and a permanently dazed look.
Arabella:
I shall have my revenge...Now where did I put that anorak?
Gareth:
A couple of braincells?
One in each foot perhaps.
Damn you, Kaz!
Let's strike a deal - I can be the #1 US blog source for Helen Mirren's boobs. You can be the #1 UK blog source.
Deal?
Cherry:
You drive a hard bargain.
But I like you!
OK!
The buses in Yorkshire just have sheep splattered on the side......but then drivers arnt very good which is the reason for that............
They probably take it home for their tea ... or as it's Yorkshire ...it could be worse.
report complete, compiled and submitted KAZ; I'll leave you to draw your own conclusions from your ivory tower. . .
(it might be that I didn't actually photograph the right thing, I mean thingy, at all!)(maybe I've reached my glass ceiling of usefulness?!)
SPOT on - team member no1.
Good to know it's not all bendy buses in London.
I shall update my database.
You're nearly as daft as moi!
Hi Kaz, problem solved. (by a bus driver) It's a camera mount. Most buses now are fitted with up to 7 cameras, two outside (one each side filming front and rear)These things are usualy covered with a dark tinted perplex dome,it appears the ones you have seen just have the mounts alone, no cam fitted. I guess they put the mounts in at the body works and the cams are optional extras!
Thanks Jimmy:
I would never have guessed at this explanation.
Like your blog - I'll be back.
if ist a black disc, then it could be an RFID tag for the tyres.
cameras are normally mounted over the wing mirror.
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