Less Ordinary

December 26th, 2015

Being ordinary bores us. We try to go there as little as possible.

… but at times we smile and nod only in the clear knowledge that we can always rely on insanity to keep things real.

Insanity – like selling a perfectly adequate house (goodbye The Bunker) a buying a 90 year old bungalow with original un-insulated walls that smelled like boiled cabbage. It has a backyard though of particularly well composted soil. Noted. Old punks never die, they just move to the country and grow veges. It isn’t the country. That’s the next step. For now, it’s smack in the middle of suburbia. Er, well.

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