Wounds My Heart With A Monotonous Languor.

The tram project lays waste to central Edinburgh.

“As best I can figure it, we’re on the wrong beach. The control boat must have been confused by the smoke from the naval bombardment. They landed us about a mile and a quarter south of where we were supposed to land. We should be up there. “

About mirrenaudax

Slightly greying, bequiffed and enterprising visual artist from Up North.
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