Tuesday 22 November 2011

{midweek monochrome}

This photograph is in colour. But the afternoon was black and white. It even had that droning sound and jumpiness of an old scratchy film. I should have worn pearls and lit up a cigarette. But I don't have pearls, and I stopped smoking years ago. So I put on my tatty old jumper, sat next to my daughter and built a house with green playdough. Not exactly 1920's Weimar, but a lot more fun.


  1. So I'm not the only one imagining that at some point in the past the light was different..


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