I bet you thought it was three, or something to do with Heinz, but, no. I counted them all out and I counted them all back. 57 Harley Davidson lookalikes. I think they were actually Yamahas. This morning they were all together, in convoy; a long line in pairs, trailing two black convertible Mercedes BenzContinue reading “57 is the Magic Number”
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Quarantine
He’s back. He’s back in black. He’s back in black, without a snack. Who would have thought that in late 2021, I’d be sitting here, held in solitary confinement in some anonymous military establishment in north-west Taiwan? I thought quarantine was what happened to pet dogs on entering the UK from somewhere foreign, back whenContinue reading “Quarantine”
2020 - A Year of Perfect Vision 