The grey-fog swirled in my brain as I turned the corner, cut across the lane and headed for the doorway. Something was telling me I had been here before; that behind that door was a jazz club, with the sultry Edie Hart on microphone. I rubbed my fingers across my brow, and walking toward me out of the mist was the elegant form of ... Peter Gunn. The heavy Mancini guitar baseline burst from between my ears ... DAdadadadadadada DAdadadadadadada Daaaaa dah ... Was it really 1958-1961? My! Wasn't that Craig Stevens cool?
| Side entry to the brasserie of the Paddington Inn. |
9 comments:
Paddington. So many places in Australia and the USA are named after places in England. People must have been wanting to keep a psychological tie to the old country, even though they had left.
Now I'm hearing Henry Mancini in my head.
— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
Rustic looking exterior.
Good choice to go with B&W for the top photo. It accompanies the flashback perfectly.
I'm enjoying your B&W processing recently.
Dave: definitely here, they were distraught at the distance.
Kay: I will email this evening.
MM: *gulp* ... taa ... oops, thank you.
I like the way B&W brings out the textures in the wall.
'Rare breed pork'..I don't think so!!I do love the top shot Julie and at the risk of repeating others the B&W is perfect.
First shot is great....such a good texture to it....
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