Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Throwing it down, caramel and ship-shape.

1. Coming home on a wet night and knowing you don't have to go out again.

2. Making caramel. I love the way the sugar melts - one minute it's little crystals, the next it's liquid.

3. Going to bed in a tidy flat. So tidy in fact that I woke in the middle of night and for a dazed moment, couldn't believe it was mine.
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