Monday, 15 August 2011


I have a slight obsession with the local swans. They are the perfect symbol of the duality of life. Beautiful, graceful creatures floating serenely past, whilst their little legs are paddling for dear life under the water trying to sift though the beer cans and needles. They are streetwise snipers and they will chew your arm off in a second if you get to close.

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