Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Sweetmeats, gossip and drops in a row.

1. Boxes of chocolates stacked up in the sitting room -- and telling Katie to dig in.

2. A flurry of post-party emails and conversations -- thank yous, requests for clarification (Which one was your sister? Who were the two girls with the pink hair? How do you know so-and-so? Was he the one who...) and compliments (your family is so kind! The Barn has a lovely atmosphere. The garden looked wonderful).

3. A line of raindrops on a wire.

Wet walk, morning tea and detectives.

1. My trousers are soaked after my walk in the rain. I put on a dry pair and feel the chill leaving my legs. 2. She has time for a cuppa and...