Monday, November 28, 2011

The Sorrows of Old Hoddther

I've noticed my eyes have started streaming whenever the wind blows or the temperature drops. I should go and see a doctor probably, but I like the way it makes me look like a melancholy German Romantic weeping at the sadness of the world.

2 comments:

peter marra said...

I comprehend. I like a touch of the dramatic also.

Bruce Hodder said...

It's especially good when the clouds are racing over the rooftops and the pavement is covered in dead leaves.