Rob, you need an editor for your posts, mate 
If the "you" refers to me, and not just a rhetorical one, then, honestly, I have not been finding much of interest in the editorials or the front page for quite some time. Center pages, centerfolds in particular, are a different matter. The only time I get there (editorials or guest articles) is when it provokes a discussion in the forums.
The latest two editorials didn't change that. I have very little interest in street photography, and in particular in the "hipster" one, and, honestly again, couldn't care less as to why someone is doing it. I might occasionally enjoy the end result, however (the latest article not included).
As for movies, I like them like I like my sausages: best not to know what goes in.
Yes, of course I meant you, as in Slobodan: you've been doing great work for ages and nobody has much to teach you.
The noo: okay, Omar Khayyám might not have lapsed into the old Scottish tongue but he came close:
Here with a loaf of bread
Beneah the bough,
A flask of wine, a book of
Verse - and thou
Beside me singing in the
Wilderness -
And wilderness is paradise enow.
Ann and I had many such occasions when we first came out here to live; pack the car with goodies, the champagne safe and chilled in the portable cooler, and the countryside was yours, especially should you decide to head for the hills. (However, all that bumping on tracks meant you had to take geat care with the opening ceremony or you'd get more champers in your eyes than in the glasses. We eventually accepted the inevitable and went for still wines instead. But it felt wonderful when it was new to us! Today, people go to all-inclusive hotels. Harry H. C.!)
It's all done now: nowhere to park; landowners obliged by law to fence all their territory or loose it (I
think that was the deal; big estates spend zillions on fencing where no fence was realistically needed).
Omar would have caught the first 747 back to Persia. Rob stayed and made some snaps.
;-(
