After laying waste to Brighton and Hove Albion’s football stadium, the soccer-hating aliens move out to sea…
…for some breakfast and a welcome visit to the lavatory. It’s a long way from the English Channel to the South Pacific!
After laying waste to Brighton and Hove Albion’s football stadium, the soccer-hating aliens move out to sea…
…for some breakfast and a welcome visit to the lavatory. It’s a long way from the English Channel to the South Pacific!
After leaving distant London a flaming ruin, alien attack craft depart via the River Thames…
…en route to a rendevouz with the Brighton and Hove Albion football stadium in Sussex. Aliens don’t like soccer. And they really hate English seaside towns.
My ancient Sony Cybershot DSC-P10 dates from 2002. I don’t use it much, but I think it had a hard life in the hands of a construction site engineer before I liberated it. As a consequence it can misbehave slightly – like not switching on when I want to use it. On this occasion I thought it likely that the battery might not be carrying enough charge to fire it up, so I plugged the camera into the charger and tried again. It worked. By chance the lens happened to be pointing in the direction of a half-full water bottle. So, to test that all was well, I snapped a few point-blank close-ups. When I saw the resulting pictures, the ‘artistic genius’ (weird sci-fi guy) within me saw the possibilities. So I tossed a new (and exciting) smoke alarm on to the bed and snapped some pictures of that. The result is…
What the two saucers are about to do to the domed city upon an airless planet, I don’t know. But I wouldn’t be surprised if they appear in a future Earplug Adventure!