Enter at one’s own risk
Spotted this rather horrific-looking update to the top-of-the-wall protection whilst out walking the other day. Consisting of a line of rotating metal spikes, with each independently-rotating section containing three sharp prongs arranged in a triangle, the security idea is simplicity itself: if you are stupid enough to tackle climbing this wall and attempt to gain entry, then this post-modern torture device will twist and turn under your weight and eviscerate your tender flesh for being so idiotic…
And where did I spot this “Spanish Inquisition confessor” you may ask? Was it a shop’s backyard in a dodgy part of town or perhaps a garage lock-up down a dark alley? Nope, it was running around the top of a small graveyard next to an quaint old stone Church, miles away from any inner-city cretinism!
Stretch the Horizon 