Monday, March 14, 2011

Batter up, fruitcake and grooming.

1. Pouring an entire pint of milk into the pancake batter.

2. My father puts a cake tin on the table. "The Mother says I'm to take half back in the tin. She says you've got enough of her tins already."

3. When Alec, Grandpa and I get back from the park, Nick's rough weekend jaw is smooth and the house smells of bubblebath.

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 ...