A. Don’t interrupt me when I’m thinking.
B. What about?
A. You wouldn’t want to know.
B. Why? Is it a secret?
A. Could be.
B. Tell me.
A. Wouldn’t be a secret if I did.
B. Now you intrigue me.
A. Secrets are for keeping to yourself.
B. Who says?
A. That’s the definition of a secret.
B. But if you tell me I won’t tell anyone.
A. If I do tell you it won’t be a secret any more.
B. But only you and I will know.
A. But then someone else might ask you to tell them.
B. But I won’t tell them.
A. But that’s what you said to me.
B. I did?
A. Yes … And then you told me.
B. Did I?
A. Oh!
B. It’s no secret that you can’t keep a secret, you know.
A. Is it?
B. How do you know that?
A. It’s a secret.
B. Tell me.
A. No,
B. Why?
A. It wouldn’t be a secret if I did.
My photographs of the two sculptural heads were taken at ‘Sculpture Heaven’ in Wales . . .
The Sculpture Gardens, Workshops and Galleries.
Ceri Gwnda, Rhydlewis, Llandysul, Ceredigion., SA44 5RN
All the sculptures there have a strong connection to the fabled past. The works have the appearance of classical antiquities. Many are by British sculptor, Jon Barnes, with artists Terry and Rose Barter complementing the range with their carvings of the Green Man, Buddhas, and contemporary sculpture.
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