Monday, July 31, 2006

Joanna, breeze and tantrum.

1. Overhearing my neighbour playing the piano. I texted her to say I was enjoying it; turns out she'll do requests. I could track down some tunes and slip them under her door.

2. Making a cooling cross draught through the flat by strategically wedging some doors open.

3. A small child shouting: 'Can I not like... can I not like...' as if someone was refusing to let it dislike something.

Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors. 2. I feel a little bit sorry for the comput...