As I innocently walked along a Newcastle street today I noticed a parking meter in a bright yellow raincoat. Intrigued, I photographed this parking meter in its scarecrow guise, chuckling at the absurdity of it all. The mood was broken by a rather rude bogan chap in a ute, obviously the scrarecrow creator, who wound his window down and hurled abuse at me, as if I was going to book him. He didn't give me a chance to explain myself as he continued his tirade. When he finally worked out I wasn't a parking officer, he rudely muttered 'It takes all types I guess', to which I replied, 'Yes. Yes it does.' He screeched off in a huff which made me think he probably reads The Daily Telegraphgaff.