Monday, February 06, 2012

Someone else's task, orange zest and snow is coming.

1. To half hear, while going back to sleep in the morning, Nick changing Alec's nappy in the bathroom.

2. I can't smell much with this cold, but I can smell the orange zest as I grate it for my cake.

3. Watching the snow reports on Twitter move across a map.

Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.

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