…and the rooster is crowing. Yes, this is my rooster, Neil. I like obscure things like this where people have gone - “I’m gonna make me a rooster out of that bit of iron.” It’s supposed to be a weathervane – the base extends. Mum bought it thirty years ago and I inherited it. Correct, there was no fight over it. I reckon, by the look of it, it's from the 1930’s when people made things with their hands and made do with what they had. Society doesn’t do that much any more. We want sparkly and new and stuff with history gets pitched. Shame. We lose out on a lot of quirkiness. Want obscure? Come to XH. It’s a time warp….
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Sunday, 26 June 2011
Sunday morning…
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Labels: Amarinda Jones, history, Penn Halligan, rooster, time warp, weather vane
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