Monday, January 29, 2024

Shaking tails, chocolate bombe and practice.

1. In the bushes to the side of the path, I catch movement. First one wren then a second shake their stubby tails at us.

2. It never gets old, seeing the waiter pour hot chocolate sauce over Bettany's favourite dessert. And I like getting a taste of the chocolate mousse hidden beneath.

3. At last -- right at the very end of the day -- I can sit down and listen to Alec's music practice.

Right paper, bin night and correspondence.

1. I have just the right paper -- tiny Japanese pages, not much larger than business cards, printed with wisteria in full bloom. 2. Bin nigh...