A rare sight - not a car to be seen (including our own). Just one thin white line stripe in the middle of the road. Hardly de Chirico, but nonetheless, empty.
But. Why was it empty? Because we all had to get our cars off the street so that people could film a commercial for a Mini Cooper (- tucked in, here, to a neighbor's off-street parking, in front of a dog walker with his five little charges. Absolutely not coincidentally, the neighbor is a film maker (her husband is a screen writer). The curious thing is that white stripe. When Alice went out to pick up the paper very early this morning, there were four or five of them stretching up the street. Whether they didn't look quite right on film, or what, I don't know - but an hour or so later there was just one of them. I don't think our house will probably make it onto your TV screen because of our array of trash cans in front of the garage, although they did seem to have moved them around so as to try and hide them.
Ah, Los Angeles ...
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