Street Furniture Standoff

Street furniture fascinates me in all its forms. I suppose most people (quite sensibly) take it all for granted, not giving much thought to the various benches and posts and myriad other features that they pass by on a daily basis, but imagine how naked a town would be without street furniture –and how dull! I've written before about how much street furniture defines a country or city and I never tire of observing the creativity and individuality. of the essentially mundane. The postbox here may look familiar in shape bearing an uncanny resemblance to the bright red ones in England. Indeed this would have been red long ago, but this is Ireland, and so they were painted green when the country gained its independence (a practical way to save money rather than having to redesign and replace them entirely). As for the red and yellow "box", I'm not quite sure what that is, but it is certainly striking, a bit like a vast slice of layer cake left on the pavement, being perused by the postbox. The quartet is completed by the lanky signpost and the short, lowly wooden bollard. I like all the colours here (Cork is a surprisingly colourful place) and the sense of emptiness -at least of people; here the various items of street furniture can bask in their own sense of purpose.

Location: Cork, Ireland