Sunday, August 21, 2005

Jackets off, Mediterranean and way out west.

1. The way a cooked beetroot's skin just slips off.

2. Bread and olive oil.

3. At 7.30pm PaulV turns up wondering if I will accompany him on a job, leaving in five minutes. Since it's at an outdoor concert, and we'll be travelling west on a warm evening with a thrilling sunset, I say yes.

Book, volunteers and shower.

1. I spot that he's brought along the copy of Puck of Pook's Hill  that I left in his room a month or so ago.  2. Everywhere, there ...