Saturday, September 27, 2008

Dipper, in at the window and unpacked.

1. Dipping a biscuit in my coffee so that its chocolate coating melts and shines, tide-marked with the milk froth.

2. I am getting supper ready for Nick's return. He walks round to the kitchen window so he can look in and see me at work.

3. The last moving box is empty and flattened.

Common, glass and French boys.

1. I walk home across the common -- it's bruised and muddy, but still here, and birds are calling to each other. 2. Now I have time to s...