Sunday, December 24, 2006

My boots, zoned and Christmas Eve in the drunk tank.

1. Finding the boots that I have needed since October in a sale with 25 per cent off. They are mid-calf high and made of scuffed brown leather and they have lacing up the front. I like this because I have slender ankles, so boots often don't fit as they should. The lacing means I get to show them off to the best advantage.

2.Katie and Lou agreeing that when I drink when I'm tired I stare off into space.

3. Every drunk we passed in the street wished us a happy Christmas.

Path, stars and wisteria.

1. The Common has dried out a lot since I was last out. There is a dusty path beaten smooth across the spot that is still rutted and ridged ...