Saturday, August 28, 2010

Dressing gown, finding and tonic.

1. I mentioned in passing earlier this week that I need a new winter dressing gown -- I threw the old one away when we moved. Nick has been telling me that we are going to spend the afternoon of his day off looking for one. Our favourite is dark rose-bay velour, and it reaches my ankles and has a hood. I feel very spoilt, and quite ready for winter.

2. I come alone to the pub, and scan the tables for my friends. It's good to spot the back of a familiar head.

3. A glass of bitter tonic water.

Winter is passing, toad in the hole and mulled wine.

1. It is cold (although less chill than it has been) and cloudy (although less grey than it has been) and a robin sings loudly from the top ...