Sunday, March 23, 2008

Batten down the hatches, crackling and never start a fight in a Chinese restaurant.

1. There is a promise of bad weather -- Nick and I are delighted at the chance to hole up with a fleece blanket, a packet of hot cross buns, and some TV.

2. The lady in the butcher's van shares the secrets of pork crackling with us. I am glad I have picked up the habit of keeping a tiny notebook in my pocket.

3. A drunk kicks off in the Chinese restaurant where we are having dinner. But it's OK -- they have a ninja in the kitchen. What a stupid drunk -- everyone knows you shouldn't start fights in a Chinese restaurant.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...