Sunday, December 23, 2007

Miraculous escape, a light and getting better.

1. During the night we are jolted from sleep by a crash coming from the kitchen. In the morning, I find a glass has fallen off the shelf on to the tiled floor. It is lying on the floor miraculously unharmed.


2. In the dark, a man walks towards me. A streetlight shines through his orange plastic bag so it glows like a lantern.


3. A kind boyfriend who calls quarter of an hour later than I said I'd be with him 'prompt'.

Blue glass, hot pink and bergamot.

1. Our taxi driver has a string of blue glass beads hanging by his window. He speaks proudly about his two boys -- one at school with my son...