Weekend Special
We continue our improvident March through Capital with a visit (more of a poaching, really) with the late, great Ken Brown. Not that Mr Brown is, er, late. He's just no longer so active in the world-historical field of fun postcards. That I know of.
Not my favorite, but an important image that never fails to produce knitted brows and a meaningful hmmm.
Something for your dashboard. (Sell your car while you can.)
