Friday, July 02, 2004

Out, not now and more new clothes.

1. Escaping from a stressy office into bright sun and dancing shadows.

2. Not feeling embarrassed to demarcate my writing time by telling people I'm not up for chatting.

3. My new trousers, which are almost too long and made of slightly crispy linen in thin blonde, sandy and camel-coloured stripes.

Consolation, Effra and icing.

1. I flee Tunbridge Wells and its water woes for a day of wandering London with my aunt. A bit of Turner, a bit of Constable and some miscel...