We'll probably see few stars to count, except our own lucky ones.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Enchanted Evenings
Our cunning plan for the evening: take a walk to that great emporium Parkway Parade, post a cheque to DBS on the way, probably eat something Turkish there, buy some apples, lose a skirmish or two in the War on Capitalism and wander back here in time to nod off whilst watching something on tv before bedtime. It doesn't sound like much - just the end of another day in our small version of paradise.
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3 comments:
Baldrick!
Aw, that's beautiful. I used to live within walking distance of Parkway Parade myself; in fact, I used to live there even before Marine Parade was built, when the surf used to come up to the walls of the houses on the inland side of the now-reclaimed land.
Then the sea went away and I moved to the hills.
You are not wrong, Daryl! Well spotted, that man.
I'm now feeling more than a little melancholy, possessed by visions of a sea that went away. Also beautiful.
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