1. Bettany, who is really, really good at putting poems to memory, murmurs a maths mnemonic.
2. As I am walking home at 9pm, the bus from Brighton stops at the lights. It will go up town then turn round and go all the way back to Brighton this evening. The late night wash of sea on shingle under orange sodium lights and a chip shop with steamed up windows, still serving at 2am, pull at me like an undertow, then are gone.
3. To sit with Alec and hear the list of important things in his day.
