Slightly OverdueSomewhere in the fug of depression that's hung over the recent past, the third bloggiversary of Tug Boat Potemkin slipped by unremarked. Three years of doing this stuff and what do I have to show for it? Apart from a few new friends and acquaintances to alienate, nothing really. Apart from the frustration that goes with picking up a truly inspiring idea and discovering there's actually sod all you can do with it:
ARGUMENT: Somewhat orotundly, the poet invokes the muse to sing the praises of a famous Australian city. She ignores him.
Sing, O Muse, the splendours of Port Kembla,
Grimy jewel of the Illawarra!