Hell

These days it’s common to see hand-painted signs celebrating the NHS, a very noble and valid undertaking, on driveways, walls and front room windows. I’ve always been a fan of this form of outsider art but I reserve a particular fondness for those promoting local concerns. Stripped of any reference point or context, they merely become amusing vectors of petty self-interests. I spotted this one from a bike ride a few weeks ago which I think is a classic of the genre. As Father Ted would say “Down with this sort of thing!”.