I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Actually, for some bizarre reason, the word hurdy gurdy came to mind whenever I looked at this photograph ... http://images.google.be/images?q=hurdy%20gurdy&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&hl=en&tab=wi
It seems I know stuff I didn't know I knew ;) or maybe someone said something that I don't recall.
what is that instrument? must know
ReplyDeleteUmmm, if I knew, I would tell you, Van.
ReplyDeleteHurdy gurdy comes to mind but I wouldn't take so much notice of my musical instrument knowledge.
These guys do want photographs so I left them my card. I'll ask if they write :)
Actually, for some bizarre reason, the word hurdy gurdy came to mind whenever I looked at this photograph ... http://images.google.be/images?q=hurdy%20gurdy&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&hl=en&tab=wi
ReplyDeleteIt seems I know stuff I didn't know I knew ;) or maybe someone said something that I don't recall.