Failed to smash

Over two years ago now, we had a phantom smasher active on Horton Lane, with odd piles of broken white crockery turning up on the path, just before you get to Horton Retail when heading north. We never got to the bottom of how or why this was happening, although it is easy enough to construct more or less improbable scenarios. See, for example, reference 1.

This morning I find it hard to believe that all this was two years ago; I would have guessed that it was much more recent than that.

While yesterday's Horton Clockwise drew the mug illustrated, not smashed but it was chipped, with the chip being just visible in the illustration.  The other side reads 'Social Inclusion: Nursing Conference 2005'. So clearly from the mental health world, so perhaps a clue that the phantom smasher comes from one of the remaining units scattered around what used to be the large mental health estate.

After pondering about what social inclusion might mean in this context, we now ponder about how the mug came to be. Did the Trust buy lots of cheap white crockery for the use of its customers, and the salesman offered to throw in a few personalised mugs when he heard about the conference? Did the Trust hire a conference planner to put their conference on, a conference planner with connections in the accessories & collateral industries? Could google put up a map showing the location of all the mugs which have survived? How far away did they manage to get?

The same clockwise also included a couple of deer, a small mother and and even smaller fawn crossing Horton Lane, from the field occupied by traveller horses into the field which the council had thought suitable for occupation by the travellers themselves, before retiring hurt from the barrage of not near me thank yous. Very pretty animals, despite all the damage they do.

But once again the clockwise did not include any aeroplanes flying down to Heathrow. Just one very high up and flying the wrong way, one which appeared in the blue sky and then disappeared. Not even from Heathrow, never mind to. And one which I heard behind a cloud. Not what I was looking for at all.

PS: odd how things in the sky can pop in and out of sight. A clue here might be that I read recently that the seeing part of the brain can be quite lazy, and in this case might well just be filling great chunks in with blue rather than bothering to look properly.

Reference 1: http://psmv2.blogspot.co.uk/2012/12/phantom-smasher.html.