Sunday, January 19, 2014

Roll over, no waiting and an airing.

1. My Saturday lie-in.

2. Just as I arrive I catch sight of the person I am meeting waving at me from the other side of the crossing.

3. To walk out, just me, Alec and the scooter. To watch him racing away across the park and to think how independent he is getting.

Common, glass and French boys.

1. I walk home across the common -- it's bruised and muddy, but still here, and birds are calling to each other. 2. Now I have time to s...