The Art of Skipouflage
Human behaviour is about as predictable as the likelihood that Euro 2008 will provide little in the way of excitement for any English-speaking nations. The minute there’s a sniff of good weather in the UK & Ireland, the shorts and barbecues come flying out… along with the skips. We love all three!
Yes, it’s that time of year again when ‘a bit of pruning’ in the garden can quickly become a devastating scene of conifer carnage. This often has something to do with the genius idea of opening a couple of tinnies to accompany the thirsty work and getting just a little bit overzealous with the shears. It’s all good news for skip hire companies though, of course. And equally great news for people like myself who have developed a trainspotter-like compulsion for gawping at overloaded skips.
All these beauties were sent in to The Skip by TRS Ltd of Merstham, Surrey. The skills employed in loading these up, make me think some people may have missed their calling in life – applying this ability to camouflaging army tanks would make a good career!
They’re all cracking examples, but the one below is an absolute belter – you have to look really hard to see the skip at all under that ridiculous stack of garden waste.
So don’t be too down if your team isn’t in the Euros this month. Get yourself out there with a camera and play a game we can all win – overloaded skip spotting!
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Skip Watch with Branston Cowdell
Skips are not a purely British phenomenon. Lovely, chunky, shiny skips can be found all over the world (although in America they’re called Dumpsters for some reason! Americans eh!).
Oblong, narrow, wide, rhombus-shaped, Europe in particular has a fine display of skips. So much so that on my recent travels I took my camera and decided to take some photos of a few of my favourites.
Some skips can be bold and cocky like a German wrestler after five pints of Grolsch and a bratwurst bap. Others fade into the background like the kind of boy you went to school with but can never quite remember the name of (all you can recall is that he smelt a little bit funny).
The skips here (see photos) are all lovely. My favourite though is the long, thin green one from the suburbs of Barcelona.
Bello! (That’s ‘beautiful’ in Spanish)
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