The Drunkenness of Things Being Various

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various. Louis MacNeice

The words came to mind as I tried to make sense of looking out from a shopping mall, at a replica of The Bounty, with a giant flour mill, a cruise terminal and buildings old and new in the distance. Not to mention an orange skip lorry to top it off.

How are you meant to take it all in? Especially when there's more than enough to look at in just one of the droplets of water on the handrail.

Maybe I should've stuck to taking nice simple pictures of the pointy end.

Hugely Various