Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Tourists, courtship and wool.

1. Japanese ladies gathered outside a hotel. One of them was making notes about a flowering bush.

2. Blackbirds and what they might be saying:
Him: I am going to ravish you.
Her: Oh oh, my wing is broken, I can only hop. I will just have to submit to your rough masculinity... nyah nyah, not really. (flutters across the path)
Him: I mean to have you, even if it must be burglary.
Her: (from the next patch of grass) Shyah right. This worm is bigger than anything you have to offer.

3. I am knitting a tension square for a pair of socks. I am using it to hone my knit-two-purl-twoing. I like the moment when the knitting is long enough so you can see the ribbed pattern for the first time.

Teeth, going out and smallish town.

1.  A nice chatty gossip with the hygienist who is, it turns out, a mum from the children's primary school. I see the dentist straight a...