tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910737876389410763.post3904632469702451692..comments2023-05-03T14:31:11.785+01:00Comments on DEMOCRACY STREET: Returningsibaddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02385376572555781755noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910737876389410763.post-51756047830822621492010-03-08T12:38:11.900+00:002010-03-08T12:38:11.900+00:00I am *so* pleased to read your account - much cris...I am *so* pleased to read your account - much crisper written than my Ghetto Bosketto tale.<br />But *your* chap meant it; he lives in little Hitlerville. My chap was simply doing his bella figura thing and had the bad luck (and the youngster fuzz) that a fuzzmobile went by. Harrassed by a passenger!<br />Can't remember his name - Howard on tip of tongue - terribly funny chap, wrote an account of 'In the land of Oz' for which hed conned hamish hamilton to buy his story. arrived in this tin shack airdrome in alice or somewhere, thought he'd write an aide memoir note of the scene. "oy! Mate - can't you read?' pointing to a sign "No photographs". Howard - jacobson, that's the fellah - opened his pommie mouth to-<br />"No photographs means no writing" growled the burly okker.<br /> that is just sooo land of my birth and i have loved that line ever since sans reeeelly knowing why. it taps a humerus. thanks for tipping me off to this. it is raining here and i have just been to the bosketto to fotograph no one there. yo! no photographs means oki vlogging.Corfuciushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12583583284918222360noreply@blogger.com