Just great! Even though they have power, there will bee no wild rock parties... Because this Ass is an office...! If you ask them where they are... they can answer:" I´m sitting on my office" Still...looks better than promisses of Heaven! Mark Twain said: "We came to heaven" - "Everybody got a pair of wings and a harp". "None of us could fly and only a few could play". Great shot...great light too... Greetings Jakob.
The old folks shouldn't be called asses, you know. But then, having to make do with such a decrepit building and surrounding, you may feel like an ass. And at some point, you're just tired of resisting to be called an ass because of it. Such is old age. You get no respect after a lifetime of working your ass off in order to make this a better world. It all ends with being called the Auckland Old Folks Ass. We can only hope that, in heaven, they're a bit more sensitive when it comes to name communities.
A sharp eye and a great shot, Doug. And give that old guy a 50p on my behalf if you see him again, will you?
Wild parties, loud rock, decadence? You must be dreaming. Fact is, it's all sorts of colorful pills to have you sedated and emotionally paralysed, and it's bedtime at seven. Seven PM, that is, not seven Am!
Johnny "Rotten" Lydon is a rotten ratcatcher! He didn't take his own advice, instead he's very much alive and in no mood to pass on his spoon. So, considering all that, it was quite wise of you to withstand such dubious guidance.