Whenever I go past this place, the place with the falling down fence and the truck parked in the back yard, there always seems to be washing on the line. Just a few items. Bloke items.
Nice to think he's wearing clean clothes to work. I think it looks very homely next to the little shed. With the green grass. The green grass in February which is actually far more remarkable than a bloke doing his washing. Which is actually just a normal part of life.
I guess I should find better things to do with my time than sneaking photos of other people's washing.