Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Genetics, story and post.

1. A little girl with blonde hair and jaggy front teeth that she hadn't quite grown into. She was eating a bag of Doritos and had a little handbag strung elegantly on her wrist as if she was the sort of person who addressed everyone as 'Darhling'. Her mother and two brothers were extraordinarily plain, scabby and glum-looking.

2. When your convictions about the future plot of a soap are shown to be spot on.

3. A big pile of stuffed, addressed envelopes.

Watering cans, eating alone and settling down.

1. The grounding weight of my watering cans. 2. Our schedules mean that I eat supper alone in the peaceable, silent kitchen. 3. Now the chil...