Bollards bollards everywhere
Our streets are teeming with bollards.
Not so long ago we went to Pau in the South-West of France. As I was taking pictures, I noticed that bollards had multiplied since our last visit, 7 years ago.
What is a bollard anyway?
I had to go to good old Wikipedia to find out. Here is the definition.
A bollard is a sturdy, short, vertical post. The term originally referred to a post on a ship or quay used principally for mooring boats. It now also refers to posts installed to control road traffic and posts designed to prevent automotive vehicles from colliding or crashing into pedestrians and structures, whether intentional from ram raids and vehicle-ramming attacks, or unintentional losses of control.
Cars have taken over the world and so have bollards.
To stop the flow one needed bollards.
Not sure one can moor one’s electric car to a bollard, though.
You can’t escape them, try as you might, they are all over the place, in front of buildings, along the roads and bordering our pavements.
They are part of our cityscape now. People paint them, decorate them, add flower pots to them and what not.
One day as I was walking I came face to face with one of the little buggers pictured above. It did hurt, I can tell you.