1. Having lunch with Robert and Rosey, who are home for a little while before they disappear again - Rose back to Bath and Robert to Peru. Afterwards we sit in the park.
2. Sardines. There is something pleasing about sardine tins. It could be the picture printed directly on to the metal so that the colours and bright and glossy. It could be that they stack so well; or that they open with a key. I also like sardines themselves - they go down lovely on a biscuit when mashed up with a bit of yoghurt and pepper.
3. Last year, there was something sad and flat about the writers' circle. The AGM was a depressing affair and there were whispers that the group might fold. This year, ideas sparked around and the future was discussed. Someone volunteered to host a Christmas party; the treasurer vowed to go into battle against the bank.
Slow worm, peacock butterfly and striations.
1. A slow worm backs into his burrow, his mild resentful gaze holding ours. 2. Peacock butterfly -- Persian rug colours -- rests open in the...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...