Out of order

Ten days ago, a Wednesday, I was out early for some reason, I forget what. Perhaps I planned to use the second half of the morning to knock off a couple of those tedious jobs which one keeps putting off.

The morning started with some fine verge daffodils, looking well in what was indeed for me the early morning light, snapped above. That is to say 09:18 or thereabouts.

Then over Meadway, to find some serious work going on in the front garden of the house next to Kingswood House School. Possibly water related. A house which looked as if it had not been the subject of much maintenance work in the recent past.

On to capture a large M&S trolley at the edge of Fair Green, perhaps left there by someone who had parked in the small car park opposite what used to be the Eclipse public house. A house which shut shortly before we arrived in Epsom in the late 1980s.

A Wanzl trolley which, unusually for M&S, had passed through the hands of Reviva. Made in February 2018, so old for an M&S trolley, revisited in November 2025.

Picked up some dates in Grape Tree, then onto Waterloo Road to check the bit of redevelopment there. Alive and well, with activity, not visible in the snap above. Not yet another small developer with money troubles.

Serious padlocks on the secondary door.

And more or less the same hinge which was used to fix the garage doors on the house which my parents had built in the early 1950s. A model of hinge which is still going strong after more than seventy years.

A collapsed fence in the passage leading through to Court Recreation Ground. A fence in front of another, older fence, offering layered security. Clearly a fence with a bit of a back story.

I was amused by the euphemism 'relocation' in the estate agent's board at the late lamented butcher in Manor Green Road.

The morning's haul. Two packs of dates and one good sized washer. I forget where I got this last from.

Later that same day, chores possibly done, I passed through Meadway again, this time noticing some green shoots on what I had thought was a dead box bush which needed to be cleared away. Will it come to anything, or does it really need to be cleared away?

I chopped mine down some years ago, having seemingly succumbed to attack by a flashy looking green caterpillar. See reference 1 to read all about it.

PS: about a decade ago I was taking an interest in the nuts and bolts of the binding problem. That is to say, how exactly the brain links together the various bits of information it has about something - be that something a regular object like the house your parents live in, a regular event like their celebration of their fiftieth anniversary or something more abstruse. For which see references 2 and 3. Of late, I have noticed that my brain, all too often, is linking attributes to the wrong object, or looking at it the other way around, objects to the wrong attribute. So, for example, yesterday I remembered about a real person, but attached the wrong name to her. In this case one could see the link between the person and the name, albeit the wrong link, as it were. At other times this is not the case, and the wrong link seems to be random - although one supposes that there is some connection somewhere. Let's hope that there there is not going to be too much of this going forward.

On the upside, maybe I will find some interesting patterns in this, something about how the brain does its binding. I associate to the use Freud made of what came to be called Freudian slips - albeit a term I have not come across for some time now.

References

Reference 1: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/search?q=box+caterpillar.

Reference 2: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Binding_problem.

Reference 3: http://psmv3.blogspot.com/2017/07/binding.html. 

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