Careful Charles, you're getting free and easy with our Tiki god, one day he'll bite you. Bad enough you fill his head with ice giving him a splitting headache, now you put a green thing that looks like something I scraped off my windscreen in it. It's too big to be a grasshopper, it looks like a splattered preying mantis. He looks like he's in worse pain than ever, that bug has a fierce bite!
That having been said...
Welcome to Ham Island, Tom. Once upon a time it was The Island Of Misfits With Toys because of our toys that emit radio waves, now its The Island Of Misfit Hams because our toys aren't the only misfits here. Due to a more or less recent quake in the space-time continuum, ripples in the River Thames formed the New Cut and Ham Island https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ham_Island Not wishing everyone coming and going to get soaked swimming we built The Ham Island Bridge. There are weirs at the north and south ends of the cut, so we can say we're weird and be believed. That's an introduction to the island, you'll get to know us better As Time Goes By. Play it again Sam. Lest I forget, you'll soon find out why they call me the grumpy old bastid.
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