Another Sunday walk. I'm not taking many photos lately. The house on the left sits right up high on the top of the hill. It always makes me think of scary movies. It would be fantastic if it was set in the middle of an open field with scary trees all around it. But alas, it is on the top of a hill above a messy urban setting filled with students. But I'm sure it was once a scary old house with an old lady, in a flowing white nighty gazing out the window at a life gone by. How did things go so wrong? Where did all the people go? Is this all there is? Emptyness and feelings that can only be satiated with a strange psycho type scene in a bathroom with flowing shower curtains, repeated music and a delicate blonde?