Don't Leaf Me This Way

That leaf has an angry face.

Found: by Mr Jones (no relation), aka Fine Dining, on Kennington Road

Hold me closer Tinie Tempah

Found: top deck of the 185 bus, Forest Hill area

White Lines (Don't Drop It)

Found: on Lordship Lane, SE22.

Sheep

This entry, from my brother, Jones Senior, looks positively prehistoric.

Ground into the mud and mutilated almost beyond recognition, it was found in the unlikely location of this rural idyll.

Jones Senior wonders whether the glove's owner suffered some terrible retributive act from the occupants of the field.

Found at: Corsham Park, Wiltshire

Jonesy And The Dream Of Horses

One stablehand is going home with a cold hand. And a bad case of rein-chafing.


Found at: A place where racehorses have a nice run-out early in the mornings, Newmarket

I like to ride my bicycle...

Found at: Junction of Farringdon Road and Clerkenwell Road, London

Smell The Glove

Vicky brings disturbing evidence to GOTR HQ. An animal has defiled this glove, which was discarded by builders working on her house.


Our finest poo experts are attempting to identify the animal responsible – fox or cat? – but this much is clear: this beast has ideas above its station. It's not the first time it's got down to its business on a glove, rather than deigning to use the grass.

I never said this blog was going to be easy reading.

Help!

Mrs Haines brings us this offering, captured close to some manner of rescue apparatus on one of London's bridges.

It struck me that someone might have torn off their gloves in order to better perform a heroic feat of life-saving. Mrs Haines, however, has a more creative interpretation. She says: 'It was probably left by one of the builders in the area, but its three-fingered formation makes me wonder if someone from The Simpsons is moonlighting on the Tate Modern extension.'

Found: on Southwark Bridge, London

O Canada

Zoë found this glove for us in Newfoundland, Canada. If you ever want to find something, I guess that's the place to go.

Anyway. She says: 'I found this chippy specimen at the start of a 15km hike. I couldn't decide whether it was sticking two fingers up at the very notion of such an enterprise and thus was happy to be left behind, or whether that's really a V for victory after conquering the rather tricky terrain.'

Found at: Gros Morne National Park, Newfoundland, Canada

My Daddy Was A Bank Robber

He wasn't at all. He worked entirely within the law.

But this glove was dropped outside a branch of Lloyds bank.

And who wears gloves to the bank in July apart from someone who is up to no good?

Found: Lloyds bank, Lordship Lane, southeast London.