Layers

As evening approached so did this.
We had a bit of everything today and it was fun to watch some poor bloke struggling down the street while carrying 2 large pictures, wrapped but easily identified as pictures. It he had done it an hour or so earlier there would have been nothing to watch but by now the sky looked like a time lapse movie as the clouds were actually racing and down at ground level the chickens were not coming home but being blown off their perches.
A large bit of art is a bit like a sail and a couple of times I was sure that the work was going to blown completely out of his hands or into someone else's body bits as he tore his way down Tory St. Well you do…Don’t you?
AND the really grrreat news…..The Boss opened the window and was greeted by the gentle soothing sound of traffic which sure beats the neutron powered bass blasts that had been testing the buildings earthquake rating last night.

Pawscript   So The Boss was leaving the Supermarket and chatted with the checkout bloke.
“How’s your day”, he quips
“I’m a bit tired” The Bloke replies
“Go to the Concert?” goes The Boss. 
“Yes wasn’t the end fabulous?” goes The Bloke.
“I dunno” said The Boss, “I went to sleep and missed it”



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