Cracked white paint on a traffic pylon, parading as Queen Elizabeth’s cement filled pock marked face. Black paint speckled with green mould and a leafless twig coiled around it, like a dead arm clinging to an iron bed-post. A black shiny duck’s head with freckles of bottle green, like a snooker ball wearingContinue reading “A Walk in the Grounds of Cornwallis Arms”
