The other place, boing and commissariat.

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1. A dream in which a friend who I fell out with a couple of years ago called round with a bottle of wine and a book I might like.

2. He who shall not be named (pictured) calling me to the window to watch him drop his new bouncy ball. It goes higher than the roof of the oast and lands on the other side of the road.

3. A fridge so full of food that you can't see the light.

Also a postcard arrived from Fenella and Andy in Fuerteventura. Their beautiful things are:
1. Sleeping - hadn't realised how tired we were, commuting really takes it out of us.

2. Dozing by the pool, whilst sunbathing and between reading the many paperbacks we needed to catch up on.

3. Eating (then sleeping) enjoying the paella and potatoes. Been trying to stick to salad bar, but discovered banana splits today, so fear it will all go down hill.

Comments

  1. AnonymousTuesday, June 06, 2006

    i like he who shall not be named

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  2. KatieWednesday, June 07, 2006

    I've bought some suntan lotion in anticipation of my trip to Spain. It's 'satin sheen', which means that there are little gold flecks in it. But, the Beautiful Thing which made me smile is the smell. It smells of holiday.

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  3. AnonymousWednesday, June 07, 2006

    A piece of pizza followed by a slice of chocolate fudge cake. Pure blissful decadence.

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  4. AnonymousWednesday, June 07, 2006

    He who shall not be named intrigues me. Who is he? Where is he? What is he?

    Z

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  5. ClareWednesday, June 07, 2006

    He is a colleague who has asked not to be named in 3BT -- I suspect he may be leading a double life and doesn't want the people at his other secret work to know that he works here too.

    And who are you Z, with your mysterious single initial?

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  6. Christine BorneFriday, June 09, 2006

    when i have dreams like that about people, they almost always show up...i'd love to hear if anything comes of this!

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