Sunday, June 26, 2011

Saffron, dunnock and new threads.

1. This morning the kitchen smells of saffron -- orange threads are soaking for saffron buns. Later, there's the silky feel of the dough, and the bright yellow buns rising under damp tea towels.

2. A dunnock skulking furtively under the gate into next door's garden. I don't care that he's a little brown job -- I like seeing him in our garden.

3. Alec is ready for bed wearing one of the new sleep suits that Nick choose for him -- it's warm orange and biscuit brown with turquoise poppers. He looks very retro and, I think, pleased to be wearing a brand new, well-fitting garment.

Local knowledge, bakery and eyes on.

1. The taxi driver zigs up back ways and zags down side streets and jinks into traffic queues to get us across town in time for our appointm...