Thursday, April 19, 2007

Tall tales, bluebells and job done.

1. In the car on the way to work, chewing over a story idea in with Oli and getting the benefit of his experience on the matter.

2. Bluebells in flower under the hedge.

3. Moving the final page from the pile of unproofread pages to the proofed pile.
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Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...

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    1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
  • Midsummer, feeding and cakes.
    1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
  • As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.
    1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...