You Can Hide but You Can’t Run - The Brockley Cone Caper

 
My walk to work takes me through Brockley, in South East London. It’s quite a pleasant walk and I often notice the birds, the trees and the gentle turning of the seasons (OK, perhaps not so gentle these days).  However today, atop of the bus stop pictured above I noticed not one, two or three, but four traffic cones.  Perhaps they had heard that the Cone Catchers of Catford were making run-ins to their post code, and knowing full well that their ability to run was somewhat limited, decided to hide.  They say there is safety in numbers, after all.

Enough of the visual metaphor. Far more likely, perhaps, is that some local teeny mandem (I suspect they were probably male and had perhaps been squiffing or sniffing things not quite legal for their age) placed them there.  Now, I think the odds of chucking four traffic cones on top of a bus stop and all of them landing perfectly straight is slim.  So, I think that this coney caper must have involved one or more inebriate youngers climbing on top of the bus stop and having the cones passed up to them, proceeding to them arrange them in a rectangular pattern (milord).  However it was done, it must have taken some organisation and perhaps some kind of artistic statement is being made, after all?  Whoever planned and executed this installation have, I hope, done well in their GCSEs, as this shows initiative, spatial awareness, and a commendable commitment to seeing a project through to completion.

Now, of course, I am wondering how long they will be up there for!  I would place my bet on 30 days.