Monday, September 08, 2008

Decorating, I shouldn't have to say this and larva.

1. The sound of wallpaper coming off in long strips. Nick compares it to a lightsabre. To me, it sounds like the drawn-out rrrrrriiiiippp of an activity normally forbidden by polite society. When the work is done, the pieces bagged up and the dustsheets put away, the exposed walls make us feel as if we have moved into someone else's house.

2. A father manhandles a pushchair through the mud at the autumn flowershow. He turns to the line of children behind him and says: 'This way, and don't pick up any more worms.'

3. On the underside of a railing, a caterpillar adorned with black bristles and tan brushes.


  1. Looking back at the first TBT's that I read, I'm betting that the Clare of then, would be plesantly suprised at the life of Clare now.

  2. I think you're right. Everything has happened so fast. Nick and I both keep saying we can't quite believe this is our life now.


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