Friday, May 13, 2011

Face to face, baby and round number.

1. "Do you mind watching him for a moment?" She props her baby on the other side of our yoga pillow. I can see him smiling at Alec. I can't see what Alec is doing -- possibly staring severely and looking like his dad.

2. Anna says: "Oh your house smells of baby!" I wonder briefly if it's the nappy bucket she's smelling; but I assume she'd be too polite to mention that.

3. The bill comes to a round number, and everyone has the right change.

Mist, no charge and well met.

1. Mist the colour of skimmed milk fills the Spa valley, drains and then fills it again. Here, the sky is clear blue all the way to the top....