Thursday, June 23, 2005

Shh, ready to go and poplar.

1. Sleeping in as much as I wanted - I woke up properly at about 11am, then had some lunch and did some tasks before another kip until 4pm.

2. Letters ready for the postbox, specially if the envelopes are thick paper, and the stamps are pretty.

3. The way poplar leaves flicker at the tiniest breath of wind.

Morning, errands and entertainment.

1. I murmur an acknowledging greeting to a passing bin man. He is a well brought-up African and replies with eye contact and a warm 'Goo...