Three beautiful things most days.
1. A coffee, a brownie and a structural edit loaded on to my Kindle.
2. Passing a greengrocer. Victoria plums AND Kentish cobnuts.
3. We come to the station just as my mother's train pulls in.
1. Of course the radish described as blue is really purple. It's still pretty and crisp, though, and grates into a peppery salad for m...
