2. Two leggy girls in pink rollerskates glide backwards and forwards between the park gate and the crest of the hill.
3. The air is sharpened by the scent of cupressus. From the dark top branches, a robin scatters shards and drops of music.
1. I find yet more recycling and squinting in the drizzle, go down to the gate to put it out. Our neighbour is at her gate and we grumble ge...