Friday 4 July 2014

1966 - of the year.


Back in the 1960’s or 70’s there was an advert that ran on British TV.

In it, a table was piled high with tins which we were lead to understand contained fish.

Someone walked up to the table and with a swipe of their (burly) arm the tins went crashing to the floor, leaving only one tin on the table.

A voice-over came in at this point and delivered the publicity slogan.

The secret to understanding this blog and the unburly hand from which it tumbles is in the comprehension of the silence and the things unsaid.

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