Tuesday, 17 June 2014

Train building and track at Fountains


The platform at the old station building; site of umpteen birthday party departures.  Something like this was unique, and delightful; surreal-fantastic.  A time gem.  But it was not global-branded, wrapped in an airconditioned mall.  Designer shoes would have lost sheen to dust, and the only thing people could take home was the unvarnished perfection of the sound the train made going over the bridges, looking down into the water, and the pull, tug, jerk of the carriages swaying to the engine's music with some soot in your eyes.
And so the kids walk the dusty tracks through trees, still fantastic, imagining; or tiring of the tale.


Sunday, 15 June 2014

Fetching Daisy for a Sunday visit

The Coxs are enjoying their new house in Kenton, so we picked up Daisy to come and spend the day.  She was so pleased, did not even slow down at the open car door - just bounded straight in.

Turning around 180 degrees looking out over the water, summer was in full swing, with a very high tide bringing all the South China Sea's finest micro-flotsam, and people out onto boats of all sorts.  The winter's big fire on the hills around the bay is rapidly fading from black back to green, though the scar on the hill from last year's landslide seems not to be attracting any sort of new growth.  I'm hooked on Goldblatt colour.

Sunday, 8 June 2014

Sunday the 8th of June

Had to go and pick up some stuff I forgot for my trip to Singapore.  The boys very sweetly agreed to come with me.  Ev knocks on the window to try and attract the attention of a guy mysteriously standing on the roof of an opposite building.




Cricket for the school team