I have a topless morning. Well why not.
When I get home from work I’m glad the weekend has started. But I’m just not sure what I’m going to do with myself apart from tomorrow morning. How can I entertain myself tonight?
The garden is slowly becoming quieter.
I’m still getting some one off flourishes.
But very little prettiness is happening in here now.
I take apart the fire. Remove the rocks and dust the flame maker.
Once again they flicker, ah that is so very nice.
And with that I do something I don’t often do. I turn the TV on. The Crystal Maze is on. I watch some girl repair a piano, then another avoids the asteroids. I flick through the channels trying to find something more stimulating. Of wow, an all time classic,
A film I’ve enjoyed since childhood.
A film about loyalty, when things get bad, when it seems there no way out.
A film about a rubber duck. A duck, a truck, a man with some luck.
No matter how silly you may appear singularly, what ever the decision.
It’s about doing the right thing together, even if you know its a set up.
And not being left alone. Comerademanship. Oddly this is one film I do not have on disc? Why not? How so?
And if there wasn’t enough police lights on the film, my window keeps flashing blue. ahhhhhhh
As predicted, the Pied Piper Pub is on fire.