Boredom had won and driven me out into the Old City with some of the usual suspects. Waking up on the couch in Diego’s scruffy flat was a painful experience. My mouth tasted foul. I had a crick in my neck and bruises on my ribs from things I had slept on. The tatty blanket… Continue reading Chapter 1 – October, Anno Domini 2153
I had thought I was a little strange being so interested in doors. I often take pictures of them when I am visiting a new town. They are largely neglected in the modern era, I think. Historically doors have been a building's bling and quite right too. I am apparently not alone in this nuttiness… Continue reading Doors…an odd obsession!