Greetings Earthlings! Dan here to fill you in on mine and Chris's latest guerilla art event.

Much like the high scorers our thoughts turned to happy fun chalk times of our youth, and the sheer unalloyed innocent joy it can bring.

Chris came up with an awesome location outside the Manchester Craft and Design Centre, as it is (a) pro community art and (b) good friend of Chris and my ex-housemate Ruth lives in an odd tetris block shaped duplex overlooking it perfect for the taking of pictures.

Following his run in with the fuzz Chris thought it prudent to check with the council as to the legality of this venture. Oh dear, oh dear oh noes - local byelaws class it as graffiti, which contrary to the delightful t-shirts you may have seen, IS a crime. Mace in the face from a GMP copper is no-one's idea of a good time.

But..... It was an AWESOME location so we went ahead and did it anyway :)

Speed being of the essence in avoiding any busybodies from narcing us out to the rozzers we made it a competition. One hour to create a piece on the subject of SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE. Because SPAAAAAAAACE is a truly epic subject.

Chris was scaling up a picture he ms-painted for an aborted Under the Influence and I improvised a star trek/battlefleet gothic space pirate galleon thing. I dont think you'll be too surprised to find out it's more effort for me to keep the continuously fizzing space piracy inside my brain than to let it spill out onto the pavement like this.

This is a good point to scroll down and look at the pictures. The rest of the text can wait.

Reaction of Passersby:-

1) Woman occupying the far side of middle age with nagging voice (I didnt look up when she accosted Chris as I was intent on trying to get my nacelles straight, which is tricky).
- "Do you have permission to do that?"
The magic of lying was swiftly deployed - "It's for the craft centre. If there's a problem with it we're happy to wash it off afterwards."
- "It's not anything rude is it?"
- "Well, this rocket did look a bit like a penis but I've changed it now. It's about space."
Remember kiddies, never pass up the opportunity to legitimately use the word penis at an old lady.

2) Ornery man of about 45, walking with the aid of two crutches, with the air (and face) of an arthritic bulldog stumping along like the pteradons from Walking with Dinosaurs.
- "What's this then?"
Chris again lept into the social breach -"It's a public art thing to brighten up the neighbourhood. I'm working in chalk because I draw like a four year old! (endearing urchin grin)"
-"Yeah, I can see that. (sneer)"

3) Taxi driver.
He stopped his cab in the middle of the street (not that big a deal, it's a quiet street) and reversed a ways to get a good picture with his phone. Gave us a big thumbs up, Huzzah!

4) Harry!
A lovely older gent (pic below) that loved our stuff and engaged us in coverstaion about what a wonderful sense of community there was in and around the Northern Quarter, and how he wished he could have shown our art to a nice American couple he'd just met in a bar. He was pretty sloshed. :)

5) Asian dude.
Came out on his balcony to take photos (Chris was mildly upset that this guy asked permission to take a photo of something on the public street outside his own house). We engaged him in pleasant shouting and being a man of obvious good taste he said that mine was the best.

PS:- inspiration for Nasal Death-Ray Cannon