Milk, borage and saucers.
1. Even at the top of the house, I can smell the milk warming for Alec's porridge.
2. The bristly blue stars of borage flowers.
3. Nick and Bettany bring home a large bag of flying saucer sweets -- bland and papery with a dab of sherbet in the middle.
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