- A lone balloon, floating eerily at shoulder height in the middle of the road, in the dark, soundtracked by Leonard Cohen's lugubrious tones.
- A wave from a fireman - spied through a small window - dressed in day-glo, running on a treadmill to blaring techno, in the middle of Chinatown. Hysteria set in after we realise he wasn't running in a restaurant kitchen but the back of a fire station.
- Sharing two of my favourite things: paperwrapped prawns and Le Beaujolais.
- I asked Hank Williams how lonely does it get? Hank Williams hasn't answered yet.
- Sunshine on a street corner.
Tuesday 23 June 2009
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