Friday, April 24, 2009

No coat, prize and roll it.

1. Leaving for work with no coat on.

2. Finding a prize coupon in a box of hundreds-and-thousands -- it was only 50p off another box of hundreds-and-thousands, but I still felt a thrill as I opened the tiny envelope.

3. The sticky sound of a brayer rolling on ink. And then rolling the ink on to a piece of paper to see the print appear.

As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.

1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...