News don' lack a carrier.

Here is one from this morning of the flags atop of the Tasmanian Parliament. As you can see, this is not the bluest of skies that you’ll see here in Hobart.

The proverb is one from Barbados, source of another one of my all time favourite photo blogs, the consistently excellent Barbados in Focus, where Keith Clark has done a magnificent job in recording for posterity some of the remnants of the Barbados of old, as well as what’s happening these days. I really can’t recommend this one highly enough!

The proverb is self-evident, but I read it as “There’s always someone ready to spread any sort of news around, particularly if it's juicy.”

Comments

Anonymous said…

I thought it was a gull on the roof, but it's the CCTV. Looks like Big Brother is out to get you too (he's been active over here for years).

17 October 2008 at 19:06

Priyanka Khot said…

Kris,

I can't thank you enough for the simple fact that you have introduced me the the world of quotes from across the world in different languages.

I am a fan of cliches and quotes since the time a teacher of mine said to me, "Priyanka,they are cliches because they are true."

Whenever I read quotes on your blog I realise that all across the world the truths remain ONE and are applicable to all.

Thanks once again.

17 October 2008 at 22:42

Anonymous said…

That's ok that the skies aren't the bluest, because it made for a very ominous looking storm coming - Great shot in my opinion!

18 October 2008 at 03:24

Kris McCracken said…

Jackie, there's a bit of drinking that goes on those lawns, and as a consequence, a fair few assaults. We don't really have that many CCTV cameras around Hobart, although their numbers are growing!

Priyanka, I agree with all of that. The more you look, the more you realise how many assumptions truly are universal.

Ms. Hays, I have another good one that I will get around to posting tomorrow!

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