"A study on the effects of precipitation and other environmental conditions on a cotton and synthetic fabric construction over a period of time"
Just out of Euston Station are a number of blocks of flats. On one of these there are blue(ish) metal balconies overlooking the railway lines and the adjacent buildings.

One day, a large soft-toy Homer Simpson appeared, hanging over the side of top floor balcony. Over the period of a year it became dirtier, saggier and rotten as it braved sun, wind, rain, sleet and snow until it was barely recognizable, then it just disappeared.

Whether he fell to his doom, he went in the bin, or late one night a heavenly choir of angels descended and carefully lifted him to his salvation and eternal rest, I shall never know, but all the same it was quite random...
( theoriginalsteve <this space intentionally left blank>, Wed 27 Apr 2011, 21:26, Reply)