Sunday, April 27, 2008

Egg whites, shirt and cherry blossom.

1. Nicky's poached eggs arrive, gleaming white with the yolks hanging inside. They lie on wilted spinach.

2. Nick hangs a crisp shirt in my wardrobe, ready for tomorrow.

3. A crowd of teenagers walk up the hill carrying twigs of cherry blossom acquired from a tree that overhangs the road.

News, white chocolate and Venice.

1. Instead of the horrible news on my phone, I have a new Fortean Times to read at breakfast. 2. I'm thinking there is no chance we...