Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Chorus, saving and camping.

1. At lunchtime I practise putting up my new tent. I am treated to a chorus of bawdy remarks about Clare creating an erection in the field.

2. He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named hiding behind the woodpile with his camera, trying to capture instants of my life that will never come again.

3. The chemically smell of a brand new tent, excitement at the cunning features and the coolness of the tent pegs as they come out of the earth.

Book world, messages and all right.

1. I've been sneaking off to read Bookshops and Bonedust  by Travis Baldree. It is very pleasant to disappear for a short time into a sk...