Saturday, February 18, 2006

Sandy, it works and romance.

1. Lake Malawi -- love you loads, what with the freshwater swimming, the many coloured fish, your thrilling rocky islands and falling asleep to the sound of your blue waves washing on clean shores, but I have to say: I'm thrilled to be leaving the sand behind -- it gets into our tents, our clothes and our food.

2. The enormous satisfaction I get from finding a cashpoint that will take my card and give me money.

3. Catching Rosey chatting to a BOY in the campsite garden -- apparently he has cycled from Holland.

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Hot water bottle, Word Up and night sky.

1. The sighing glug of a hot water bottle filling, and the soft belch of air making room. 2. Spoken word night. The energy shifts from poet ...

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