Wednesday, January 25, 2012

First steps, parcel post and the box of donuts.

1. I am drinking coffee with Jane when Alec takes his first steps without holding on to anything. He doesn't seem to think he's done anything special, though -- he's just interested in getting to the miniature piano.

2. After many trials, I get my parcel into the post.

3. I can't remember if I said last month -- but it's so good to have another woman player (apart from Rachel, who is there looking after us, but doesn't play) at games night. Meredith brings a box of donuts, all different. They are like jewels, particularly the one dusted with gold, and the fuchsia-coloured pearlescent one.

Done, moon and Irish fairy tales.

1. A meeting that is over by 9.30am. 2. A big full moon is stuck on next door's chimney pots. 3. By my bed is a large and comforting boo...