Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Snow storm, architecture and evening bath.

1. A very large bed with blizzard white linen.

2. Turning a corner and seeing the knobbly Gothic spires of King's College against a bright blue sky.

3. The bath is out in the bedroom, rather than tucked away in a windowless bathroom. As the light fades, we fill it with hot water and clouds of bubbles and sink into it -- with no arguing about who gets the taps, because they are in the middle.

We were staying in the Hotel du Vin, Cambridge.

Morning, errands and entertainment.

1. I murmur an acknowledging greeting to a passing bin man. He is a well brought-up African and replies with eye contact and a warm 'Goo...