Saturday, August 28, 2010

Dressing gown, finding and tonic.

1. I mentioned in passing earlier this week that I need a new winter dressing gown -- I threw the old one away when we moved. Nick has been telling me that we are going to spend the afternoon of his day off looking for one. Our favourite is dark rose-bay velour, and it reaches my ankles and has a hood. I feel very spoilt, and quite ready for winter.

2. I come alone to the pub, and scan the tables for my friends. It's good to spot the back of a familiar head.

3. A glass of bitter tonic water.

Morning, errands and entertainment.

1. I murmur an acknowledging greeting to a passing bin man. He is a well brought-up African and replies with eye contact and a warm 'Goo...