Awaiting Lift Off

This was the night I kissed the tarmac on return to the County.

For the last six days I have had a real fright. I have truly seen the Emperor's very old clothes with roads and subtopian housing laid out like a carpet - mile after mile. All accomplished with a total lack of imagination; truly bland beyond blandness; following a very lazy and arrogant orthodoxy.

Deep joy - it was a salutory lesson..