Ghost town crier

This picture has emerged on the side of a pub on Broughton Street as it undergoes renovation. At first I thought that it was a ghost of a Chinese man, but on closer inspection it appears to be a town crier ringing his bell. I doubt that it will be visible for long. For this reason I have blipped it today.

(Apart from the obvious) I enjoyed my first day back on campus after my holiday. It was really nice to see all my lovely colleagues. (We were all in a meeting when the news of the suspension of parliament came through. A few of us - myself included - felt sick on hearing it. What has this country become?)

Exercise today: sit-ups, weights and stretches; walking (18,148 steps).