Saturday, June 28, 2008

Substitute, massage and it keeps us going.

1. Baking savoury muffins because we've run out of bread for breakfast.

2. Dana gives me a head massage in exchange for writing advice.

3. 'How're you doing?' a man asks his friend who works at the chippie. 'I'm all right. That guy just made my evening.' He gestures to a chatty and slightly odd drunk with a babyish face and a cloud of curly hair. He is now waiting for a taxi -- that he made the chip shop call for him -- on the corner outside with his open chips.

Shower, sparrow and night before bin day.

1. The rain comes down in rushing spate, drowning downpipes and running in fans over the asphalt. Next time I look up, the sun is out, water...