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.
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