Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Man of letters, beer and organised.

1. This text from PaulV: 'The sun feels hot on my neck. Winter is dying.' Yay for spring.

2. The price of beer in Whetherspoons pubs, which makes me feel as if I am at university again. Also, the fact that they don't have background music.

3. Coming home after an evening out when I've done the washing-up for the day.

In the night, fish and steel.

1. I'm up in the small hours making a hot water bottle. While I wait for the kettle to boil, I lift the blind and see a fat moon and a s...