Everywhere I look I see him. In legend, he was a forest dwelling bandit, rarely in the public eye, as hard to point out in a crowd as Waldo himself. But today Nottingham boasts home to the philanthropic stealth, Robin Hood, with icons of the sixteenth century hero nearly everywhere.While meandering Nottingham’s Castle and surrounding caves this afternoon, I noticed this carefully pruned shrub. Some might call it blasphemous, depicting Robin as burly, stunted and awkward in archer’s form. Its tasteless position is in contrast with the natural gardenscape surrounding the figure.
After an inward laugh, I managed to capture a photo knowing local onlookers were rolling there eyes at another typical tourist falling into Robin Hood’s target.
