Sunday, August 29, 2010

Miracle, worm and cricket.

1. Nick tells his mother over the phone that we've got a DVD about birth to watch. "...yes, we'll eat dinner first."

2. Finding a pearl-coloured worm, curling and coiling, on one of my blackberries -- because, of course, finding it means I didn't eat it.

3. A smattering of polite applause suggests that there might just be some cricket to watch once we've come to the end of the blackberry hedge.

Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors. 2. I feel a little bit sorry for the comput...