Tuesday, January 08, 2013

Running, raining and radio.

1. Alec is laughing at... well I don't know what he likes so much about a pushchair run. Maybe it's the rush of air in his face, or the jiggling. A mother coming towards us asks: "Is this for your benefit or his?" I tell her it's for me.

2. It is raining, but the rain is more like a very wet mist than proper soaking rain. It's refreshing.

3. To remember -- before I start on household tasks -- that I like to listen to the radio while I work. (I found this strange surreal radio play about Anglesey floating off into the Atlantic).

Blue glass, hot pink and bergamot.

1. Our taxi driver has a string of blue glass beads hanging by his window. He speaks proudly about his two boys -- one at school with my son...