Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Cakes, bookman and scutter.

1. I come home from a weekend away and find in the kitchen tins of homemade brownies and... uh... artistic fairy cakes covered in blue and pink icing with silver balls, hundreds and thousands and sugar flowers.

2. A colleague is moving, and he's keen to shift a few books before he leaves. I go round deliberately not taking a bag so I don't collect too much. I spend a happy half hour meeting up with old friends like Noel Langley's Land of Green Ginger. I leave with a cardboard box full of treasures.

3. A serious-looking and respectable gentlemen kicking a bottlecap as he walks down the street.