In times of rapid change, experience could be your worst enemy.

40 or 20, YOU decide. St Johns Park, New Town. May 2011.

Day two of the final week in New Town, three more to go. You will be pleased to hear that the next office will be located a little closer to the water, and I might get the opportunity now and again to brighten things up with a little morning on the waterfront action.

By that I mean sea birds, mist over water and the odd sun burst; not a surly, pouty Marlon Brando. “Charley, it was you! … He gets the title shot outdoors on the ballpark and what do I get? A one-way ticket to Palookaville! You was my brother, Charley, you shoulda looked out for me a little bit. You shoulda taken care of me just a little bit so I wouldn't have to take them dives for the short-end money.”

Consider Sandy Bay this year’s Palookaville.

Comments

ratatouille's archives said…

Hi! Kris...
(Laughter...When it comes to the Brando comment. I watch the Brando vehicle once...Therefore, I must re-visit that film.)

"Day two of the final week in New Town, three more to go..."

Great news! Thanks, for sharing the "semi-scary," but oh so true quote too.
DeeDee ;-D

31 May 2011 at 14:13

ratatouille's archives said…

"40 or 20, YOU decide. St Johns Park, New Town..."
Kris,
I would have to say, 20 before the-powers-to-be [tried to hide the 40] and changed it to 20...

31 May 2011 at 14:19

ratatouille's archives said…

Kris...Make my last comment a vice-versa...It was the No# 20
and the city workers(?) tried to convert(sp) it to the No# 40...I knew that I was going to be confused.

31 May 2011 at 17:01

Roddy said…

Forty is the new twenty! If you can't take them out at twenty, then hit them at forty.

31 May 2011 at 17:18

Kris McCracken said…

I reckon that it was 40 and they’ve changed it to 20, but hope that people do 40 so that they can book ‘em!

1 June 2011 at 10:08

Roddy said…

The two appears to be too faded to be recent. The four however looks newer.

1 June 2011 at 20:37

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