My feet totter along the path of the unusual...which is probably why I have the partner I do, Jonathan. Throw in a mutt, piles of books and art makings, and there you have it.
Sam, this strange man, appeared outside the Plough. He walks the streets in this huge white wig and wings...wanting a handout but happy to just be acknowlegded...One sees it all here, I think.
Another nice photo Syl. he looks like a Vietnam vet with that camoflage jacket on? What is that red post he's standing next to? Is it a tiny letter box for pixies?
I think it is a "firebox" as in call the fire de[aartment as the house is afire. But I likee the idea of fairy mailbox. After all, they do have to send their pixie dust somewhere. Why not at the Pub! A few saluds to Allah is accepted.
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Another nice photo Syl. he looks like a Vietnam vet with that camoflage jacket on? What is that red post he's standing next to? Is it a tiny letter box for pixies?
Haaa! Good one, Michael.
I think it is a "firebox" as in call the fire de[aartment as the house is afire. But I likee the idea of fairy mailbox. After all, they do have to send their pixie dust somewhere. Why not at the Pub! A few saluds to Allah is accepted.
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