The improvised water tank formerly of West-Nor'-West Redfern was always an unpretentious affair, filling itself from a backed up drainpipe and washing machine hose arrangmeent when it rained, and keeping the garden alive for days at a time between summer showers.
Little did I imagine that its kind would go on to dominate both the entrance to the Buttes Chaumont and the Pont St-Louis! The future may well bring us luminous cities of plastic water cubes, but it's nice to know they haven't forgotten their roots -- allotments ahoy!
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Nuit blanche II: on the unexpectedly versatile nature of erstwhile garden installations
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Hugo, you'll be pleased to know that the very same tank tank from west nor' west Redfern is newly drilled, skewered and hopefully attached for good to the downpipe. It's just started storming outside as my human types so hopefully I'll be able to report on a full tank in a few hours time!
Why hello Pudding! I'm very glad to hear that, and while I know you don't like being shut inside when it rains it's comforting to know you're there to keep the bunyips away!
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