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Sydney has entrusted the keys to the sewerage recycing plant to Clover, bless her cotton socks!
This, dear ratepayers, is what happens when you entrust the coffers of the city to a lass named after a grass that causes milking cows to generate too much gass in their gut. The city is over-run with a sludge-like disease that oozes through the windowpane and slops onto the counterpane; that tumbles over step and stoop. A modern hieroglyph that started life as a screen-saver. A morphing powerpoint to the strains of "Wind beneath my Wings".
Ladies and Gents, I give you the Sydney Town Hall with optional extra skins that simply clip on and are value for money at only $5.99 per month plus postage and packing.
3 comments:
I'm not at all sure about that, especially Wind Beneath My Wings. Thought it would have been a Christmas theme. Did you go to Macquarie Street?
I took a few half hearted shots two years ago, but couldn't work out what to do with them. Your bracket works well, but I rather prefer the lights in yesterday's post.
A point well made I say!
Cheers
Sunshine Coast Daily - Australia
Yes, I was underwhelmed by this as it seemed tawdry but the images were Chriatmassy - one was tree baubles scrolling down the fact of the building.
It attracts attention but to me lacks taste.
Macquarie Street next week, Ann.
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