Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Pie, walk in the rain and lounger.

1. To bring the pie out of the oven and show it off to everyone in the kitchen before I cut it up. It has a few dinosaurs marching round the crust, and what might be a marestail in the middle.

2. As we are leaving the house with today's bucket of snails Nick comes home again. He looks despondent because there is no cricket, but cheers up at the thought of a rainy walk with his family.

3. A friend of my parents' stops to admire Bettany lounging with a foot in each hand under the bubble of her pushchair.

Consolation, Effra and icing.

1. I flee Tunbridge Wells and its water woes for a day of wandering London with my aunt. A bit of Turner, a bit of Constable and some miscel...