Golden Hour #031: The Imaginative Idea

What writing and sculpture have in common

I’m currently sat on a train waiting for it to depart Paddington. It’s filling up quick. Two colourful characters just booted the woman sat opposite me out of her seat. They weren't particularly polite about it. ‘I’m sat here’, the blonde one announced. It’s busy for a Sunday, probably a byproduct of the unending engineering works.