Welcome to the attic of my mind. Mind the stairs, click the light on and have a rummage around my thoughts on writing, the art of everything second-hand, the natural world, music . . . just about everything. Probably not much about sport.
Monday, 24 February 2014
In praise of homemade surrealism
When seeing this plaster spaniel gracing the top of a decaying house in a nearby village I was reminded of a certain famous painting
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