Is This A Mental Contest Or A Fiscal Contest?
Photographs copyright: DAVID McMAHON
So there I was, running up the steps. As I always do. I think steps were created just for me. To some people they call out, "Climb me slowly". To me they call out, "Run up me, R U N". So I do what I have always done. I run up 'em. Quick smart, like.
Yes, I even ran up all the steps from the Upper Division playground to the change rooms and lockers and study hall at my boarding school, St Joseph's College, in the Himalayan town of Darjeeling. The steps went all the way up the hillside (the "khud" as we called it) and then they turned around at an angle of almost ninety degrees and went from the road all the way up to Fraser Hall and then there were the broad wooden interior steps (wide enough for ten schoolboys running abreast) to the locker room. Whew!
How many steps were there? Dunno, exactly. Maybe seventy-odd. Maybe there were too many to count. So, yep, I still run up stairs. All stairs.
And while I ran the other day, I noticed this sight. So naturally I got my camera out and took these two shots of the currency exchange outlet. For the first one (above) I waited until the throng of office workers had cleared and I had just one person in the frame. The angle had to be just right so that the person could not be identified - but it worked well because his figure provides a perfect sense of perspective.
Then my inquiring mind wondered why someone had stuck a lolly wrapper right in the middle of one "O" so I took the shot below.
Thank goodness I obeyed The Great Photography Instinct, because on Friday I noticed the place had closed its doors and it was being converted into a shop. The sign had gone.
See this shot below? That's where Abba got their inspiration for the lyrics to their hit song. I think.
(The Odd Shots concept came from Katney. Say "G'day" to her.)
