Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Fuss, cherry juice and fiver.

1. A woman coming down the street smiles to see us fussing over our tired and crumpled daughter as she leaves the house on the last day of term.

2. I drink the last of the cherry juice before anyone else gets to it.

3. I save myself some time by sending him a set of pictures for cropping and resizing. The task (and the fiver) please him very much.

Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.

1. I am intrigued by an article in The Guardian  about psychic phone lines, and then by the author's upcoming thriller about a toxic lif...