Monday, July 18, 2011

Blue peas, bouncing and gammon.

1. I can't get over those sweetpeas -- I find one that is Mediterranean blue, and another that is the colour of the sky between the stars on a clear full moon night.

2. Alec giggling as we toss him in the bed sheet, plump him up as if he were a pillow and throw the duvet over him. He's starting to anticipate the bed linen games now -- he smiles broadly when we put him in his cot and clear the clothes off the foot of the bed.

3. To jab cloves into the crisp layers of an onion -- it's going to flavour the gammon I am boiling.

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