Look Where I’m Pointing, Not at The Finger
Well, seems I’m back travelling with the Trogs .. watching the bush be stripped of its future soil just to build a little fire to watch. I don’t suppose anyone’s ever going to want to plant anything here again? Them’s the breaks. Gotta get born earlier. It’s not surprising that the Kings Minister for the Earth can only think in terms of filthy lucre – it’s their primary excuse for not doing anything. Cash! Not enough for this not enough…