THE SEARCH FOR THE BIN CHICKENS

I’d done nothing much in the morning, couldn’t think what to do with the afternoon.  Then it clicked, there’s street art you haven’t seen yet.  Previously, I’d stumbled across them while house sitting at Eveleigh.  Hundreds even.  This time I decided to look them up first. That’s when I found Scott Marsh.  Well, actually, I’dContinue reading ”  THE SEARCH FOR THE BIN CHICKENS”