Thursday, October 23, 2008

Smoke, coal and bed.

1. A plume of smoke rises straight up from a house in the bowl of Tunbridge Wells.

2. The smell of the coal fire has nipped outside for a breath of fresh air.

3. The combination of rust orange bedding and a bear-brown fleece.

Local knowledge, bakery and eyes on.

1. The taxi driver zigs up back ways and zags down side streets and jinks into traffic queues to get us across town in time for our appointm...