Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Pansies, pasties and holiday sky.

1. The weather has just turned towards summer, and as I walked to work this morning the colour of the sky made me feel as if I was on holiday.

2. Chris went to get his pastie out of the fridge in our second floor office kitchen. He tripped and it flew out of the window. Happily it survived the fall, and made Ed and me giggle occasionally for the rest of the morning.

3. Spotted three tiny deep purple pansies with bright yellow centres growing where the pavement meets a white garden wall on a sunny street corner.

After shopping, second to last bottle of red and Jupiter.

1. Arm-in-arm, rather pleased with our bags of shopping, we cross the park. 2. The second-to-last bottle of red in the cellar turns out to b...