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Sunday, 16 June 2013
Going nowhere fast
The Willow Man lives in Somerset, by the side of the M5. I like to think of him as a modern day St. Christopher - watching over the thousands of motorists who use that stretch of the motorway every day. Even caravan owners.
For a man who looks like he's going places he remains perfectly still. I wonder if he's happy, if he feels fulfilled?