The above thoughtful courtesy note is one of a dozen quirky/crackpot signs that "Craig" has affixed to light poles and post boxes around the streets of Windsor, in inner Melbourne.
So says an email that was sent to me today by a friend, anyway. Here's some more of Craig's delightfully deranged signs -
Of course I love them. I love him and I have no idea who he is or why he's doing this. I asked Google, but Google pretty much shrugged its shoulders.
I have to know, dammit! I wonder if I turned up at one of the alotted times (although there's no date) would he be there waiting in his half-pirate/half-clown get up or whatever? (I wonder if anyone did show up?) Could I lure him out with an offbeat note of my own?
And why didn't I know about this earlier? Windsor is kinda my stomping ground...well, I stomp around there at least twice a month anyway, including past the places where Craig has stuck his notes. Am I walking around with my eyes shut?
If you want to see the full set, email me and I'll send them to you (address is on my profile).