Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Tulips, meat and relief.

1. My father brought me some tulips, some citrus yellow and some crimson. One of the yellow ones has a streak of scarlet on two petals.

2. Nick carves pink slices of cold roast lamb for supper.

3. Alec has been squirming whatever way we hold him. He doesn't care for toys, and even the feed which he was screeching for doesn't help -- he keeps taking himself off and turning his head to smile at me in a very disconcerting way. At 10.30pm, perched on his father's lap, he goes very quiet and then fills his nappy. Once he (and the bathroom) are clean again, he settles and the house is quiet.