Friday, June 15, 2007

Chip, break and rain.

1. The flint-knapping sound of two robins competing over a boundary.

2. Having a sleep on the breakroom sofa at lunchtime.

3. The smell of a little rain on dry ground.

Castle Street, fan and melting.

1. I am staring at the meal deals in the minimarket when I realise that what I really want here is a coffee and a sandwich made in front of ...