Friday, June 04, 2004

Stingers, ice cream and noodles.

1. The smell of stinging nettles.

2. Ice cream and chocolate sauce.

3. Waking up ravenous at midnight and lying there thinking I had no food in the house; then I remembered a packet of noodles in the back of the cupboard. So I cooked and ate them. It was one of those moments that make me glad to be single.

Dress, drink and catch-up.

1. Walking out of the theatre, I hold his hand so he's not tempted to bolt across the swirly carpet into the forest of legs. We agree th...