Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Dry goods, can't see and offspring.

1. Spotting a brick-sized packet of coffee on the desk of He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, I volunteer for making drinks. As I result, I get to enjoy: the satisfaction of opening a vacuum pack and feeling the brick disintegrate into ground coffee; and the smell of new coffee.

2. Towards the end of the morning fog closes round the office. It turns a familiar landscape into a mysterious new world.

3. Men being broody over a visiting baby.

Gale, fallen and ready for school.

1. The wind is thumping the rain against the house, but we don't have to go anywhere today.  2. In the park after supper I pick up a han...