Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Pansies, pasties and holiday sky.

1. The weather has just turned towards summer, and as I walked to work this morning the colour of the sky made me feel as if I was on holiday.

2. Chris went to get his pastie out of the fridge in our second floor office kitchen. He tripped and it flew out of the window. Happily it survived the fall, and made Ed and me giggle occasionally for the rest of the morning.

3. Spotted three tiny deep purple pansies with bright yellow centres growing where the pavement meets a white garden wall on a sunny street corner.

Salt, appointment and looking out.

1. A man from a white van is trundling and scraping a red plastic grit spreader around the car park, which has been an ice rink these last f...