Monday, February 11, 2013

A kindness, not very good at hiding and warm towel.

1. Jules and Baby Loey have come fighting through the sleet to bring us the potty that I left in Katie's car yesterday. Standing on the doorstep, he proudly opens the raincover on the pushchair so we can see Baby Loey and so she can look back at us with her boot button eyes.

2. On the bed there is a lumpy-looking blanket that can't quite keep still and keeps giggling.

3. I take my shower early and when I come out my towel is crisp and warm because the heating is still on.

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...