1. Small Maggie is wearing a yellow ochre and turquoise dress.
2. We gather to celebrate the 30th birthday of Mr Ian Read, Courier Editor. I spend a few moments thinking of his early years at the paper -- in particular, I remember him and another reporter (now a respected journalist in New Zealand) singing at midnight under the window of my flat on the High Street.
3. Feeding our boy is a bit hit and miss these days. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn't. Tonight, he does like scrambled eggs -- he likes his own scrambled eggs; and he likes a big spoonful of mine, too. And then he goes on to like a ripe plum with horrid sucking noises.
Gale, fallen and ready for school.
1. The wind is thumping the rain against the house, but we don't have to go anywhere today. 2. In the park after supper I pick up a han...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...