There's been a great response to the Burnt Sugar fudge competition as published yesterday -- do enter if you haven't already.
1. Cirrus clouds combed and cross-combed by chill winds that I, with my feet on the hot pavement, cannot feel.
2. At the station, girls wearing scribbled on school shirts say goodbye for the summer.
3. I grew up in a world where because of bomb threats from the IRA, there were no litter bins on trains or in stations. I still feel ridiculously happy to put my rubbish in a bin when travelling by train.