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.

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...