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. I know I won't stop thinking about this paper cutting book, so I give in and take it up to the till. 2. The satisfying crunchy sensa...
