Saturday, March 14, 2009

Denied, a find and for next winter.

1. Interrupting someone's credit card spiel to say 'no'.

2. I put my hand among the sweaters in the charity shop, feeling bobbled fleece and felted wool and sparking acrylic. My fingers meet something soft and light and dense. A cashmere sweater the colour of peanut butter. I'll find a use for it.

3. An almost new winter coat -- my old one is not going to do another winter -- for just £15.

Novel, coming back and ready for December.

1. In the early hours, I'm awake, all alone -- but I've got a new novel on my library app: a fenland gothic Saxon mystery called Mer...