I’m having another go at the ‘weekly prompts’ today, which is People. I’ve always had a fascination
about benches and complete strangers that visit them.
A Thing About Benches
When I lived in Birmingham, there were plenty of opportunities for people watching. Thousands of people passing by every hour and all you had to do was find a spot and watch. I must add that I have a thing about benches, (I know, weird or what?) and if only they could talk. It’s amazing how people use them. Some just want to rest for five minutes, others want to ponder and to some, a bench has become a bed for the night. A simple seat will see more of life in a day than most of us will in a lifetime. Now there’s a thought.
Wherever You Go, It’s The Same
It’s the same the world over. Night or day, strangers sit themselves down, feed the birds, read a book, worry, meet others, the list is endless. I’ve done it myself although I have never known anyone watch me. Of course, you can watch people doing all sorts of things besides sitting on a bench. It’s just that I find the concept of a bench offering solitude in the madness of a hectic life a fascinating thought.
How many romances have started on a bench? How many have ended? For every situation, there is always the direct opposite, or so it seems. No two days are the same, although it’s a worrying situation that the rise in homelessness has seen many benches being used as temporary accommodation! I’ve tried to include some of my favourite people photographs that I have taken over the years of people watching. They were taken in New York, Birmingham and Wales.