Saturday, July 19, 2008

Not going far, my toy and coriander.

1. The oriental supermarket on Upper Grosvenor Road. I feel as if I am on holiday -- nothing is familiar, everything wonderful and exotic.

2. Two women talk. Below them, their babies smile at each other -- one teasing the other by waving a toy.

3. While queuing in the greengrocers, I put my nose into the lush and generous bunch of coriander that I am about to pay for.

Escape, tulips and samosa.

1. This morning, I'm piling into a car with friends to escape into the Weald, where we will visit a garden planted with 45,000 tulips. 2...