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To say 'we' and mean 'I' is one of the most recondite insults.


Despite the morning fog, you can't keep the bright orange paint of the Aurora Australias under wraps for too long! It is a wonderful sight in the mist, and a pity that it is wasted on a journey into work.

Go on, have a poem.
again

The dissolution of an agreement, and
disassociated from his very being,
Desmond was disgusted.

Disallowed an explanation
and discouraged from discussion,
this distorted his disadvantage.

The discomfort upon discovering
the distasteful details of dishonesty,
Desmond discontinued to care.

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magiceye said…
dramatic daily delight!
25 May 2009 at 15:46
Kris McCracken said…
Magiceye, the fog is both romantic and slightly sinister. I love it!
25 May 2009 at 15:49
Jackie said…
Cool photo, I love taking pics in the fog, though more often than not it's rain here so I don't get the chance very often.

Re your question, I'm actually a Stenhousemuir supporter so am very very very happy today as we won our playoff yesterday (against arch-enemies Cowdungbeath) and will be in the 2nd division next season. Much better (and more interesting) news than the SPL title (yawn). There are a couple of Celtic pubs round the corner from me, so people were looking a bit subdued yesterday, it has to be said.
25 May 2009 at 19:06
jen said…
i like the combination of grey and orange here
25 May 2009 at 20:06
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, "Stenhousemuir" is one of the great fitba team names. As a Hearts man (family connections), I disdain both Glasgow giants.
26 May 2009 at 13:58
Kris McCracken said…
Jen, YOU'RE ALIVE!
26 May 2009 at 13:58
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