Night shoot, Angelinas Cafe, Rue de Rivoli 1ere

I finally took my broken boot to the menders.
I saw a man on the boulevard with an axe.
I called up the beautiful girl.

The cobbler made shoes for clowns in the circus across the road and when i paid him I realised he was crippled.
And all the rest didn't go as it should either.

Jean Paul Goude exposition Musée arts decoratives 1ere.

A robot Grace Jones head revolves slowly in a far off desert.
Her robot eyes flip open shooting lasers.
I am with the beautiful girl, this is our first date, but im not sure she knows we are on a date,  I try to impress her with the manner in which I look at the exhibition (but I just look ridiculous.)
In the atrium there is a full size locomotive engine and a real Russian princess (who moves on hidden wheels) spinning around the visitors offering gifts.

You would have to be dead not to love all this.

Landing Aberdeen, Scotland

A raw Xmas.
But my father unbreakable.

We say goodbye and I kiss him, we both think the same thing.
I leave.
But then he walks (with great effort) out onto the drive to wave properly goodbye, the furthest he has moved for weeks.

If I am lucky he has probably made me unbreakable too.
We live in a soft time of talking and forget there was once another way.
I drive to meet the boat we both think the same thing.