Inside every f.a.t girl there's a skinny girl and a whole lot of chocolate; this blog is dedicated to my erratic attempts to set the skinny girl free (consisting mainly of walking up hills, and stopping to look at things along the way.)
Occasionally, I may rant.
Sunday, 23 November 2003
Blenheim Sunset
I went walking around the streets of Blenheim. I saw in the distance what I thought was a bunch of teenagers messing around with a rugby ball in the middle of Scott St - how irresponsible, I thought in my best Concerned Citizen style, Scott St being a fairly significant (for Blenheim) thoroughfare and all. As I drew closer I saw that they were no teenagers, more like thirty-somethings, and they seemed to be letting the cars get past okay. Oh well, they're old enough to know what they're doing.
An hour or so later I snapped this sunset from my Mum's place.
(posted retrospectively)
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