Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Bed tea, one mind and meat.

1. Katie brings me a cup of tea before I am properly awake.

2. Catching the eye of a colleague in a meeting and knowing that they are thinking what I'm thinking.

3. Cold chicken picked off the remains of yesterday's roast eaten with chutney and new potato salad.

Tarry, rolling back and one last taste.

1. Much that I would like to sit and visit for longer packed in with red and crimson cushions and blankets, lit by a bright window and drink...