Sunday, July 22, 2012

Son, space and comfort.

1. I'm in the bathroom when I hear Nick (who is on the landing, keeping Alec from rattling on the door handle) laugh. "What's he doing?" I call through the door.
"He's bringing joy to my heart."

2. To find a space in a crowded cafe.

3. To lie still and have your back rubbed in an absent-minded sort of way.

Done, moon and Irish fairy tales.

1. A meeting that is over by 9.30am. 2. A big full moon is stuck on next door's chimney pots. 3. By my bed is a large and comforting boo...