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The photograph should be more interesting or more beautiful than what was photographed.

Ezra as Bond villain.

In view of the fact that God limited the intelligence of man, it seems unfair that He did not also limit his stupidity.

Fire [hose]. Stairwell, Curruthers Building, St Johns Park, New Town. May 2011. I am hungry. I am tired. I am busy. I am disappointed. I am over it.

A committee is a group of people who individually can do nothing, but who, as a group, can meet and decide that nothing can be done.

Someone must be paying attention. The stairwell in the Curruthers Building, St Johns Park, New Town. February 2011. Crikey, Sunday already and I need another Top Five. With inspiration rapidly dwindling, how about Five Mr Men Books That I Think Would Totally Be Worth Reading ? Mr Seedy : I’ve always thought that Charles Bukowski would have made a decent Mr Men book. Mr Seedy could teach Mr Fussy a thing or two about having fun. Mr Moral : There’s a lot of potential for this one. Think of a superior and condescending Mr Man learning true moral worth. Mr Happy can take the charge, but there’s scope for many Mr Men joining in. Mr Resentment : Think Victor Meldrew, only more bitter. Mr Obsession : Mr Man as creepy stalker. Little Miss Splendid can be the target. Mr Lebensmüde : not only would this make for an interesting picture book, we could try and leverage off a Bergman-esque four hour film as well…