21st August 2006, 7.30pm: Gorbals Street, Gorbals, Glasgow
Underneath of the disused railway bridge, a black umbrella that is now no more than cloth and dangling wires; surely carried here under the wheels of who knows how many cars and buses for how far and for how many grueling days. It certainly wasn't here this morning when I first passed by, so must have had a long journey since Saturday's rain two days back.
