Friday, June 18, 2010

Agent Orange

I have a persistent problem. 
It's something to do with orange.  
I don't consciously like the colour, but every time I turn around, it's there.
I'm quite proud to admit that I was 35 before I owned a saucepan.  
Perhaps that's why furnishing my house has been so tricky. 
 After much consideration, I bought a couch and armchairs, a sideboard and a large table. 
All orange. 
I put a bowl of fruit on the table to decorate it.  
 I went to Sydney to escape the orange overload.  
I walked through Bondi.  
This is what I saw.

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