Minimalist poet, minimalist lifestyle

A few days ago I had a new streetlight planted outside my house. It's part of the council's safer streets programme. Other initiatives that have been undertaken are the installation of alley gates and marking household property with smartwater. Actually I already feel quite safe where I'm living, but I'm all in favour of the policy.

I recently found myself inadvertently listening to a song I'd not heard for many years, an old U.S. folk tune, 'The Big Rock Candy Mountain'.

The lyrics are totally utopian, and I hope, tongue-in-cheek...it never rains, all the policemen have wooden legs, the jails are only tin shacks and all the rivers flow with alcohol. Sounds like a nightmare to me.

Sometimes I think our politicians know the words to this song very well though.