I was doing OK (ish) until I heard Suite:Judy Blue Eyes and the opening lines finished me off:
"It's getting to the point
where I'm no fun any more
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly
I must cry out loud
I am lonely"

And there you go - that's how it is.

I took some pics over these days.

They've knocked down almost all of the building next to the Buddhist Centre:



I have nothing to say about this guy, who sold me some gauzes for my pipe other than he said I could take the picture and I think working in a head shop is probably a good career choice for him right now:



Coffee shop:



Bandstand from the car, sat in a traffic jam on a wintry morning:



and pier:



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