Wednesday, November 05, 2008

The holes, a colleague and wonderful man.

1. Butter drips through the holes in my crumpet.

2. Debbie buys my lunch because I've forgotten my purse.

3. I come home to a hug; and 'My poor darling and her distraught early morning phone call'; and my summer shoes, the mould cleaned off, lined up under the bedroom heater.

Snowfall, badger and hot chocolate.

1. I open the front door to take a parcel and am surprised by wet snow falling in rags and tufts. 2. A badger has given the edges of the pat...