Thursday, August 16, 2012

What milk, crossing paths and message.

1. I'm a bit puzzled by Alec's request for Daddy milk -- until I realise he wants cows milk in a cup.

2. He is very shy, this man who was shouting in Polish into his phone and who is now politely accepting a piece of grass from Alec. He bends down and picks some grass, too. Then he straightens up, makes a Ninja hand seal and walks off down the path. As he passes me, he glances up, smiles a little, and says: "Bye."

3. A message to say that a friend who lives abroad is in the area next week and would like to see us.

2 comments:

Comment Moderation is switched on: don't be alarmed if your comment doesn't appear right away.