Picture in Need of Backstory

[therealsnape]

Lord S. and I were having a quiet breakfast with tea, Nutella and the newspaper, when he suddenly looked up and said, "Now this is something to show your friends."






Translation:
Title: Rather Strange.

Which cardriver isn't familiar with the situation: the parking slot he or she wants to use - the only free slot in the entire street - is permanently reserved for a doctor, an acupuncturist, or an invalid. Highly annoying!

But in Great-Britain, things can get stranger. Hans van der Vecht found a Witch Parking in Falmouth, Cornwall. The size indicated on the sign suggests that one parks a broom rather than a car here. A joke of a passionate Potter-fan? Or an insult aimed at an old, ugly neighbour?

Those could be explanations. But the cats, whose looks could burn the soul of any passer-by, suggest other possibilities.

Leaving aside the slanderous notion that 'witch = old and ugly', what I'd like to ask the flist is, "Who are those two"?

I've googled 'tabby cat' and it seems that orange varieties are sometimes found. So that might be one answer - and then again, I might be wrong entirely.

Comments

[tetleythesecond]

If it hadn't said "Cornwall" I'd have had another thought.

But I'm not even sure if garden gnomes have animagus forms. Besides, the sign would have said "Careful! Low-Flying Witches!"

[therealsnape.livejournal.com]

Hahaha! Hilarious. Yes, that's exactly what Reg and Nigel would have said. And perhaps they would even have guarded our parking space. In the end, we got along just fine with the wee taters.