Mamma said there'd be days like this

Been listening to an interesting prog on iplayer about women in rock and for some reason the title of this blip is ear-worming in my head. I don't even think it was played.

I walk past these railings most days. There are a couple of trees that are forcing themselves against the railings. Stabbing themselves like martyrs. There's something gorgeous but painful about looking at this unnatural merger between them.

I like the fact that it's the railings that are subsumed not the tree. The tree could endure this forever. But more likely until it encroaches too far onto the pavement and it gets cut back... or down.