Sunday, July 17, 2005

Red, midges and duties.

1. A slice of cured beef from the Italian market. It is a deep, glowing red, and it tastes of the best, juciest, tenderest roast beef imagineable. It's almost too nice to eat with anything else.

2. Midges dancing in golden end-of-the-day sunlight.

3. Discovering that as bridesmaid I have to organise Fenella's hen party. Chocolate cake and waterpistols all round.

May, deer and pointing.

1. The may blossom has been hanging heavy on the hawthorns for a few days, but I have been too polite to mention it before the actual month....