Look what some little fucker did to my Tasman St vet mural. Seventeen years without major damage, and now what? A black tear… in the eye of a dog? Really? A commentary on our oil use? A warning not to feed dogs too much treacle? It doesn’t even make conceptual sense.
I’m going back on Friday and fixing it before someone else has a go. If you don’t address damage like this immediately, every jerk with a sharpie joins in. You can imagine what a bugger it is just to match the paint colours.
