Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Read on, file and an evening.

I've added a couple more links to Mela pictures -- see yesterday's post.

1. I leave a couple of books on a bench for the purposes of Bookcrossing. As I saunter innocently away, an elderly man walking sticks his way to the bench and bends over to have a good look at them.

2. A rough edge on my nail keeps catching. I file it off.

3. On my way through the park to the post box, I meet Matt carrying Oli. 'Dinner's ready, but it's so nice out here that we don't want to go in.'
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Workshop, documentary and end.

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  • 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...