Friday, August 03, 2007

Bed tea, overheard and hiding.

1. I'm up super early so I can get a lift into work; so I get the chance to wake Katie up with a cup of tea.

2. On my way home I pass two elderly neighbours chatting over their wheelie bins. I overhear a fragment of conversation: 'I do apologise. I was hasty and I didn't think.' I wonder if he was telling a story, or if he was making up a squabble.

3. Sitting in a pub we hear a scuffle behind us. A barman is crawling behind a sofa. 'What are you doing?' 'Playing hide and seek'. Business is slow and the staff are bored.

2 comments:

  1. there is, i am sure, a special place in the beautiful-ness pantheon for those who gently wake loved ones with a delicious hot beverage! ...and an even MORE special place for the one doing the waking, who considers it one of HER treats! clare, your loveliness continues to amaze me! :)

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  2. that last one is heaven - I am chuckling as I picture it. You have a wonderful eye for detail. I am loving this blog - I found it when I was really down and typed 'beautiful things' into google to try and cheer myself up - well - you certainly managed to do that - and continue to ... thanks!

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