Saturday, July 19, 2014

Not, ride and whirr.

1. We decide that it's too hot to go to Hastings for fish and chips and a walk on the beach. It's a relief to make this decision, even if I was looking forward to a day out by the sea.

2. It's such a simple thing to ride all the way up to the rooftop car park to look at a train pulling out of the station four floor below us.

3. Alec asks me to stop the pushchair: he can't believe that the clockwork whirring noise is crickets in the tall grass.

Shower, sparrow and night before bin day.

1. The rain comes down in rushing spate, drowning downpipes and running in fans over the asphalt. Next time I look up, the sun is out, water...