Gifts of Grace

By grace

Mad Max

Got home after dark to see the crane illuminated bright blue. Raced along to watch the steel erectors working beneath the glare of floodlights. Astonishing to see business as usual, men and machinery racing around when I could barely make out the controls on the camera. It all felt very exciting and Mad Max-like till I got too cold. They're still out there now, steel girders swinging beneath the stars.

These guys must be drinking Irn Bru.

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