Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Dry goods, can't see and offspring.

1. Spotting a brick-sized packet of coffee on the desk of He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, I volunteer for making drinks. As I result, I get to enjoy: the satisfaction of opening a vacuum pack and feeling the brick disintegrate into ground coffee; and the smell of new coffee.

2. Towards the end of the morning fog closes round the office. It turns a familiar landscape into a mysterious new world.

3. Men being broody over a visiting baby.

Listen, justified and fennel.

1. We've put him between us in the centre of the screen, and now we just have to listen while he tells the doc all the things he won...