Monday, July 04, 2005

I can hear music, comfort and advice.

1. Walking home from a party as the sun comes up, I hear chill-out music coming from an open-windowed flat in the High Street. I sit on the kerb for a moment listening.

2. I have a hangover. James brings grapes and a Katie Melua CD.

3. PaulV loving me enough to tell me off when I've been bad.

Rind, clink and treat.

1. Loving the green on green stripes of the watermelon rind. 2. As I go up the stairs, I can hear from his room the clinking of a spoon in a...