In days of yore, before they were grown in tins, pineapples were extremely expensive and found only in the dwellings of the rich. To proclaim to the world their wealth many placed such items, in stone, on their buildings. Here John Murray, the fourth Earl of Dunmore, presented his wife Charlotte this pavilion from which to peruse their land. The giant pineapple allowed the world to know their wealth, power and position. She must have been pleased! Today she would have to pose half naked in the 'Daily Mail' or 'Hello' magazine to get such fame.
Pleeeeeeaaasssee tell me this is real and not a spoof! Please be a car used by a UK police force somewhere for some reasonable purpose, please! Somehow I doubt it however....
In Dublin, for reasons of their own, otherwise sane people indulge in what they refer to as the 'Redneck Games.' 'Mud Flop,' is clearly popular, though I would not be as close as this lot as that lass lands face down in there. A Tsunami may sweep through the fair city after her landing! 'Big Hair,' 'Seed Spitting,' and 'Armpit Serenade,' are apparently among the other, er, attractions.
This one is the best of the lot! Search through until you find a gravestone that suits you, not that I want you to leave mind! Hanging around a bit more would be good in my opinion. This fellow failed to hang about, or rather his time expired. Maybe he should not have waited so long, or possibly moved elsewhere? I know not!
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