Monday, July 30, 2007

Films, flannel and final phrase.

1. Kino, the cinema and cafe in Hawkhurst because the seats have enough leg room and no-one talks during the film.

2. I ask to borrow a flannel, and The Mother says not to tell anyone that she can only offer me a choice of eleven. I pick the one with a spotty dog on it.

3. My father comes in to say goodnight just as I am reading the last words of the new Harry Potter.

Right paper, bin night and correspondence.

1. I have just the right paper -- tiny Japanese pages, not much larger than business cards, printed with wisteria in full bloom. 2. Bin nigh...