Saturday, June 10, 2006

Map reading, fantasy and meal.

1. Ellie and Mark repositioning my cross-stitch map so I could see it while I worked.

2. Conversation with Oli: 'This always makes me think of Diagon Alley. I don't know what it's really called.' 'It's C...' 'Don't tell me! I don't want to know.'

3. Caroline has come over all housewifely. She cooked a dinner of tomatoes baked with a dollop of pesto and a sprinkling of parmasan cheese, a roasted vegetable flan and salad nicoise full of crisp beans and quarters of eggs with bright yellow soft yolks. She said that her colleague (who used to be a chef) told her that she wouldn't get the yolks right as most people overcook them -- but I reckon she got them perfect.

Magnolia, no coat and weeding.

1. The drifts of pink and white petals drying in the gutters and flattened on to the pavement suggest that the magnolia on the corner of Bel...