Friday, September 18, 2009

Quiet, nap and pie.


1. The road is quiet for a moment, and I hear the t-t-t-t of a passing cyclist who is meandering slowly along as if he doesn't have anywhere particular to go.

2. I'm cold and sleepy, so I bundle myself up in the duvet and take an afternoon nap.

3. I like to have a second slice of banoffee pie.

Shower, sparrow and night before bin day.

1. The rain comes down in rushing spate, drowning downpipes and running in fans over the asphalt. Next time I look up, the sun is out, water...