Thursday, April 21, 2011

Remembering, job done and broccoli.

1. The delivery man says: "Oh, you've had your baby then. How old is he now?" I don't recognise him, but I suppose he must have come once before while I was still pregnant. It was kind of him to remember, and friendly of him to mention it.

2. When I come downstairs to make supper, Nick has brought the rugs and toys in from the darkening garden.

3. A few stems of my mother's purple sprouting broccoli with my supper. It is so tender and sweet that I give Nick one to try -- he just has a sandwich in the evening.

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