Friday, March 01, 2013

Washing, retiring and Clementine.

1. An airer full of washing.

2. To retire to a coffee shop with a pile of magazines.

3. Alec singing My Darling Clementine -- he particularly likes the verse that goes "How I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine." He sings this part with theatrical misery and then cheers up for his personal mangling of the last two lines, which I don't think he understands at all: "Then I kissed her little sister and forgot my Clementine."

Lime, a game and jasmine.

1. I thought I caught lime blossom last week while sitting out drinking coffee on the Pantiles, but it is early yet, and it was such a subtl...