Monday, January 14, 2008

Retrograde, what's for sale and sandy whiskers.

1. Getting back into bed after I've had a shower.

2. Peeping through the windows of closed antique shops.

3. Hearing an inhuman shriek and then seeing a fox shooting across the garden opposite.

Escape, tulips and samosa.

1. This morning, I'm piling into a car with friends to escape into the Weald, where we will visit a garden planted with 45,000 tulips. 2...