Tuesday, June 03, 2008

The juice runs out, book and the pages.

1. Slicing up an orange for breakfast, and tipping the juice from the board into my bowl.

2. Elizabeth gives me a book I have wanted to read for ages. It's Posy Simmonds' Gemma Bovery.

3. Stapling my scripts for writing class. It's all very well seeing the lines on the screen, but having real pages makes me feel as if I've really done the work.

As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.

1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...