The Passengers

When does this tram leave?

Another three years??????

No wonder they look fed up.

On the subject of time, and its passing, as we were walking through the churchyard this morning to pick up her big sister from hockey practice Eve told me "Dad, when you're dead I'll visit your grave every morning. Even when it's raining" Kind of touching I suppose in a way I'd rather not contemplate too much.

I didn't take it to heart and still sat through the Hannah Montana movie with the two girls at Ocean Terminal - which is where we got this shot of the interior of one of our trams. Which will hopefully be along before I'm pushing up the daisies.