Foggy Dew

Listening to The Rest, I Leave To The Poor by Plinth (aka Michael Tanner) on a foggy journey is quite the rewarding experience, if one likes subtle atmospheric experiences.

Are those eyes I see before us, glowing with the sinful flames of hell? 

In all probability, it’s just the rear of yet another dirt covered lorry, transporting mundane loads towards Greater Manchester, the musical doorway to England’s northern regions.

Whatever the truth maybe, I think it will be in our best intrests if we hang back, just a little bit.

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