‘Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
“Come in,” she said,
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
(Todays tour report is dedicated to John ‘Lighthouse Man’ Busher. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Au1z9kzU14 )
Meanwhile about 1000kms south of here at the Marmotte……
