Monday, March 14, 2011

Batter up, fruitcake and grooming.

1. Pouring an entire pint of milk into the pancake batter.

2. My father puts a cake tin on the table. "The Mother says I'm to take half back in the tin. She says you've got enough of her tins already."

3. When Alec, Grandpa and I get back from the park, Nick's rough weekend jaw is smooth and the house smells of bubblebath.

Local knowledge, bakery and eyes on.

1. The taxi driver zigs up back ways and zags down side streets and jinks into traffic queues to get us across town in time for our appointm...