Saturday, 17 April 2010

Darwin - the city, not the man.

Unusually, the train the other day had seats that ran down the length of the carriage. Heaven only knows where they dug that one up from. Must have had a rolling stock emergency of something... ( maybe that guy from the february post was involved ? )
So... anyway... sat opposite this guy, and really enjoyed the letters across his t-shirt.
And I assumed him to be Australian on no other evidence.

Do words so quickly, unconsciously dictate to us how we read our world ?


  1. Love this Keith...and the idea that what one is wearing defines them immediately...for better or worse. I find myself making this assumptions all the time--though rarely are they so 'spelled-out'.

  2. Wish I had heard him speak now, at least then I would have known.