Saturday, August 13, 2011

Looking over, shaved and tiramisu

1. In the morning I like to wake up and look across to Alec in his cot. When I call to him, he rolls over and gives me a smile through the bars.

2. We come home to find that Nick has been to the barber, and now looks more like Alec than ever.

3. I've put two plates out for the tiramisu, but I look at Nick, and he looks at me; and then we move our chairs close together and spoon it straight out of the box.

Hoarders, flowers and technology.

1. In a low voice he reels off the names of the muscles where I have been hoarding all this tension. 2. He comes home with posies of flowers...