Monday, August 25, 2025

Stick, babies and naan.

1. I find a stick with the right sort of fork arrangement for pulling down elderberry branches.

2. There are babies everywhere, being held and rocked and jigged in time with the music, or sitting splayed on the grass with picnic food in their fists or sleeping in their pushchairs in the shade.

3. The naan is the kind packed with a layer of bright yellow coconut.

Conference morning, break time and memory.

1. Waking up in a huge snow-crisp hotel bed, rather keyed up, but ready for a day in the company of other editors. 2. I take a moment to sit...