
These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Thursday, December 15, 2016
At the water's edge
OK whatever you do, don't attempt to try to understand this sign simply by reading it at high water. You need to wait a few hours and then the meaning and relevance, including the danger implied, can be easily understood. Who knew that the water would ever get up that far anyway?
In the distance Dundee shimmers and sparkles like some kind of fabled, emerald city. Except for the fact that it's not emerald or sparkly, more of a misty cold grey and it remains as the regular Dundee however poetically you might try to describe it.
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