Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Cobwebs, escape and merriment.

1. As we are leaving, when the evening sun is dipping through the kitchen window I point out a mass of golden cobwebs threaded between the legs of a chair. Luckily my mother sees how beautiful it is and doesn't take it as a comment on her housekeeping.

2. To close the front door behind me on games night.

3. There was an awful lot of laughter round the Tuesday Knights table (see reports at She Kills Monsters and over at Tim's).

PS: Sarah Salway has interviewed me in five sentences.