Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Melting, out of my hands and the day I caught the train.

1. It is so hot that my bright red ice lolly is dripping down my hand.

2. Dropping a job application into the letter box -- after all that polishing and refining, what a relief to have it immutable and out of my hands.

3. I was disorganised and now I am going to miss my train -- but I run anyway, and find it's three minutes late.

Arrival, left over from Sunday and lamp light.

1. Some new baby news lifts the morning. 2. For lunch there is ramen with leftover leeks and squash, shreds of pork and shards of deep orang...