Bury bury
Suffice it to say on the subject of neon signs that they’ve always been something I’ve endorsed. This, however – this -

is this the sort of electronic behaviour an honourable man can realistically commend? It’s found at Bury Interchange, and there’s nothing about its prominent pedesrian position, epicentre of the eyeline of everyone, that indicates its creator isn’t inordinately pleased with himself. Why should this be? It’s a terrible pun, nobody could convince anybody else otherwise. I can only assume from the (con)text, likewise terrribly, that the author considers himself a poet. This is no good.



I like it. I hope it’s the work of a new achingly hip Banksy, who works at a slightly slower hit-and-run rate with his neon constructions, but gets the job done all over town.
I want people to say berry, not burry, so I like it.
I like terrible puns.
I like so many things, you know. I could go on all days.
Of course, this just confirms everything you said. This is no good.