Ripping yarns, beautiful lies and a few home truths.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Beautifully Out of Order
There is always a strange kind of beauty in the obsolete.
The most gorgeous good ship Not For Sale,
The house with corrugated iron windows,
A circus graveyard in the shadow of Mt Wellington,
A recalcitrant swing
And the bar fridge that promises you everything of the best,