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After nearly three years with unfettered access to the general public, I have need of an alternative outlet for my random thoughts, opinions, observations and questionable wisdom. What follows is of dubious quality, negligable educational value, vaguely entertaining, unlikely to be very funny, and guarenteed to include appalling spelling and grammer. But, as I wander I will share the dubious benefit of my thoughts, photos, observations hereupon.

Monday, 23 July 2012

mid-way through a year of summer

not everything has to change








Evenings of wine by the Canal... by the River.
Mild blue over red-clay-speckled, grey rooved streets.

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