Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Hanging, new notebooks and the snow is still fresh.

1. Icicles (some bowed, some double-tipped) are arrayed like exotic weapons.

2. I buy two new shorthand notebooks -- a very cheap pleasure at 98p.

3. Even after six days, the snow on our road still says "crump crump crump" as I walk across it.

This week, other path and belt.

1. It's Palestrina week on Radio 3, and I'm very much showing up for hours and hours and hours of polyphony. 2. Through the trees, a...