Monday, October 3, 2011

More Farm times, different camera.

Notice how I capitalised 'Farm' in the title of this post? Is this an accident? Or do I think The Farm is so awesome it deserves capitalisation all of the time? Only time and my ever decreasing sense of proper English grammar will tell. LOOK, A FARMHOUSE! :D

"Maybe you could play this on ur radio show!"
".... no, Dad"
"That's cool, I found some cassettes that look good though"
" :-/ "


Abandoned Christmas tinsel. Is there anything prettier/uglier than the glittery remnants of awkward family Christmases?
Yes! This handsome coat!

So this bike belonged to my crazy Great-Uncle Rupert who apparently everyone thought was a homeless old vagrant. He used to cycle kilometres every day into town, the only other vehicle he had was an enormous tractor, which he would also occasionally drive into town. He wrote poetry, criticised modern literature, fixed things, made moonshine out of pumpkins and one time he assaulted a police officer and when being tried in court for this act he was more interested in entertaining everyone in the court by accusing the police officer of having a moustache 'that looks like a bum!'. He sounds like the kind of guy who liked to lol. He's pretty much my favourite relative ever. He died under a tree, while having a sleep. What a guy. I miss u, Rupert. I think we would have been friends.


Car. There are heaps of abandoned cars in the country. There are heaps of abandoned everythings. Sometimes it's like going through the ruins of a society long past. Except that society is only from about 30 years ago. Life moves pretty fast.

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