Friday, October 26, 2007

Fruit, come back and sitting together.

1. The smell that rises from two platters of fruit salad. On this grey almost November day, the colours seem wonderful and exotic.

2. I am reading while I wait. Through the story I hear the voice I am waiting for, and it pulls me back to the London street.

3. As we take our seats on the train, Nick lifts the armrest between us.

Cash, work and sofa.

1. Our bank has given every customer £100, which is a pleasant thing to find in our accounts. 2. This edit of a sweet romantic novel is flyi...