Sigh . . . I used to blithely head down to the Yarra and pad alongside its sluggish brown beauty. Now, recovered from muscle misbehaviour but coughing and spluttering, all I do is loops of my dull old streets.
At night I dream of lazy waters . . .
Happiness: 10 Years of Day-on-Day Obsession
Sigh . . . I used to blithely head down to the Yarra and pad alongside its sluggish brown beauty. Now, recovered from muscle misbehaviour but coughing and spluttering, all I do is loops of my dull old streets.
At night I dream of lazy waters . . .