The other day when passing the park in town, I noticed that the red dress sculpture was missing again. I almost wondered if they had shipped it away to Stockholm after all…
Yesterday, however, I found it again. Outside the library this time. In a yard with gates that can be locked at night.
I was not the only one who had gone looking for it. I heard these people (or possibly some other people) mumble: “Oh there it is… Couldn’t they at least have put up a sign in the park where they had moved it to?!”
To me, the way they are lined up now looks rather like someone said (in a very tired voice): “Oh never mind, just put them down somewhere… We’ll probably soon be moving them about again anyway…”
1. Australian A temporary return to traditional Aboriginal life, taken especially between periods of work or residence in modern society and usually involving a period of travel through the bush.
2. A walking trip.
3. Chiefly British A public stroll taken by an important person, such as a monarch, among a group of people for greeting and conversation.