Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The return, three minutes and peas.

1. I go back to the newspaper where I started out for a day's subbing. I'd forgotten how satisfying it is to piece together a page; and how easily the work absorbs me.

2. Getting to the station and seeing that there will be a train in three minutes.

3. Eating a few peas raw while I wait for the potatoes to cook.

Winter is passing, toad in the hole and mulled wine.

1. It is cold (although less chill than it has been) and cloudy (although less grey than it has been) and a robin sings loudly from the top ...