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)
Under the counter or a flutter in the dovecote 
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April 8, 2017 at 9:16+00:00Apr
whisperinggums
Love it – and your tags, Nigel.
April 8, 2017 at 9:16+00:00Apr
Nigel Featherstone
That’s very kind of you, Sue. These three posts don’t exactly rate highly on the literary scale, do they, but I had fun doing them. Well, not entirely: I was having one of those mornings when it was Me versus Internet. But I persisted. Here’s to crossing paths with you again soon.
April 8, 2017 at 9:16+00:00Apr
whisperinggums
Oh, they are literary, I think Nigel, wonderful collocations of image, words, feelings! Sorry though that you had a me-versus-the-Internet day.
And yes, look forward to catching up soon.
April 15, 2017 at 9:16+00:00Apr
Nigel Featherstone
Well, I’m chuffed. Thanks Sue. (Though next time I’ll see if I can come up with some actual words instead of photographs!)
April 15, 2017 at 9:16+00:00Apr
whisperinggums
The important thing is to communicate in whatever way suits you at the time n’est-ce pas?