1. Beano Cook, the 'pope of college football', pontificates to his listeners. As someone who has trouble remembering what he had for breakfast, I marvel at how he so vividly recalls incidents from games played half a century ago.
2. The afternoon is dragging, until Charlotte rallies us with the cry of "let's put the kettle on!" As we make hurriedly for the kitchen I wonder if there will be a biscuit I can snuffle.
3. On the train in the evening I pause from reading my paper to think of the beautiful girl who's waiting for me to get home.
Text by Nick Law
Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.
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