Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Song, aubergines and back-up.

1. Crash! Whirr! Clatter! Thud! Vroooo! It's 5.30 in the morning. I have just been woken from an elegant dream of flowers and cake by a delivery to the shop across the street. Who the hell do these people think they... Then I hear the birds twittering. Imagine living in the centre of town and being able to enjoy the dawn chorus.

2. Grilled aubergines.

3. The sense of smug security you get from backing up your documents.

Heavy weather, play and grace.

1. The cosy sound of bad weather thrashing and beating the walls. 2. I've got time and space and bandwidth to play with the layout of my...