This wagon wheel is no more! He has ceased to be! ‘E’s expired and gone to meet ‘is maker! ‘E’s a stiff! Bereft of life, ‘e rests in peace! ‘E’s kicked the bucket, ‘e’s shuffled off ‘is mortal coil, rung down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisible!!
There’s nothing an estate sale dealer won’t try to sell, if someone wants to buy. But this wheel is not just antique, or a little past its prime, but… I can’t even think of a proper way to describe this lack of wagon-wheel. Exiguous. I’ll settle on exiguous.
This fine photo of a wagon wheel pining for the fjords from Another Man’s Treasure, as is the ex-wheelbarrow.
