Saturday, March 15, 2008

Adjustment, morning and a lick of paint.

1. Just before the shops open, I am passing a department store and spot a make-up girl adjusting her eyeliner.

2. A mad-looking old lady sitting on a bench smiles and waves at me. I can't help but smile back at her.

3. Coming into our freshly painted hall.

Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors. 2. I feel a little bit sorry for the comput...