Monday, September 03, 2012

Camera, well met and cold back.

1. Nick shows me the pictures he caught of his dad and Alec tinkering with the kitchen timer. "It's like a sentimental Victorian genre painting," he says.

2. As we come up the High Street, I spot Nick's sister and the great nephews coming the other way: they are heading to Nana and Grandad's for lunch. We stop for a chat and a catch-up. "Aunt Nick," says Dylan pointing at me "And Uncle Nick."
"And Baby Nick," I say pointing at Alec.

3. My back gets cold while we're watching Doctor Who because I have leant right forward in all the excitement.

Heather, portfolio and expand.

1. There are drifts of mauve heather blossom here and there on the common where the trees have been cleared to open up heathland. 2. I rathe...