After doubling back I pull up the off ramp hoping praying that the vessel hasn't flown back to outer-space. Yay its there. Veer off into the yellow line ready to attack this subject with my camera. It was shrine of disks, string, plastic pearls ,ribbons and intwined these curious figures that seem to be trapped by this monkeys web of beautiful rubbish. Aliens ....woooohooo!
After a couple seconds the real pilot of this ship jumped from the bush like a yeti . We chatted for a couple of minutes and found out that they were not aliens of the extra terrestrial kind but rather from Botswana and he had been on the streets for the last 5 years decorating his trolly as a hobby. It made me think of the Rickshaw rides in Durban. Imagine getting a ride in this contraption through Melville at 10 pm on a saturday night.
the killarney /forest town glitter man!
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