where the old boats go

a bleak day by the time I stepped off the bus from University this afternoon. Deadlines looming and new team mates to try and work with; family commitments to juggle; a little me time in there somewhere. Decided to stare at the canal for a few minutes and clear my head and saw these.

Random connection in my brain was with "where the elephants go to die", seeing these hulls all lying upside down on the bank.

Nowt quite as odd as random mental maps.