Friday, May 31, 2013

Crackles, mouse and wet afternoon.

1. Alec holds his bowl up to his ear so he hear his puffed rice crackling.

2. We give Alec a chocolate button at the end of lunch and, although he really really wants to eat it, he won't touch it until we give him a piece of banana to stick it in. "It a mouse," he explains.

3. Alec goes to nursery and the cricket is rained off so I get Nick to myself.

Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...