Monday, March 30, 2009

Snort, a concert and the timing.

1. I blow my nose and, for the first time in a week, it stays clear.

2. There is an afternoon concert of Bach at the Assembly Hall and elderly ladies hurry towards it from all directions. Some are driven to the doors; other drive themselves in shining red cars. Other hurry down the road with floral walking sticks that match their shoes and scarves.

3. I like getting the timing right when I roast a chicken. I tell Nick we will eat at 7pm; and at 7pm we are at the table, looking at our loaded plates.

Winter is passing, toad in the hole and mulled wine.

1. It is cold (although less chill than it has been) and cloudy (although less grey than it has been) and a robin sings loudly from the top ...