Otherwise known as The Balloon Man. To be found on the front at Sai Kung whenever the sun shines and the crowds are likely to turn out. He does requests and today he was busy with a bravura bespoke balloon commission. I took a few shots.
I wonder how long it will be until the balloons wear off for the child and he is demanding computer games.
Now if that was the sublime I feel obliged to share the ridiculous. Madam (I assume it is a ‘madam’) has lost her sense of fashion, I’m afraid. Colour coordinating with your dog is fine but there are limits. You don’t need to emulate its hair ‘style’ too.
I think I shall go and lie down until the horror wears off. Or perhaps I need Mr. Kaboom to cheer me up with a balloon. Pomeranian shape of course.