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Everything falls apart, except plastic
April 7, 2017 in Collage Nation | Tags: (WordPress is giving me the shits), autumn, autumn in New South Wales, Everything falls apart, Except plastic, Goulburn, I probably should think up some more tags to add but my mind is empty and body weak (not really but you get my drift), old stuff, Old walls, Plastic, The Second Law of Thermodynamics (possibly) | 5 comments
The great melancholic happiness of waking up on a Saturday morning to the sound of rain falling on the iron (and other family favourites)
April 7, 2017 in Collage Nation | Tags: (every day is like Sunday), autumn, autumn in New South Wales, Corrugated iron, Goulburn, melancholia, Saturday morning | Leave a comment
When you covet the light on the neighbour’s wall for no reason, other than the light can’t be there for ever, and neither can the cider in your hand
April 7, 2017 in Collage Nation | Tags: (blame it on the cider), autumn, autumn in New South Wales, Covet, Gouburn, light, New South Wales, The neighbours | Leave a comment
Under the counter or a flutter in the dovecote 