Monday, March 30, 2009

Snort, a concert and the timing.

1. I blow my nose and, for the first time in a week, it stays clear.

2. There is an afternoon concert of Bach at the Assembly Hall and elderly ladies hurry towards it from all directions. Some are driven to the doors; other drive themselves in shining red cars. Other hurry down the road with floral walking sticks that match their shoes and scarves.

3. I like getting the timing right when I roast a chicken. I tell Nick we will eat at 7pm; and at 7pm we are at the table, looking at our loaded plates.


  1. If you can paint, you should whip up an impressionist version of all those ladies converging on the assembly hall. The description drew a vivid picture for me. I love people watching.

  2. The concept of old ladies liking something enough to hurry to it is indeed a lovely one.


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