Friday, August 02, 2013

Autumn, bliss and chocolate.

1. Spotting a few mauve michaelmas daisies and rowan berries that are flushed with orange. The year is turning again.

2. When I remark on Bettany's blissful expression my beautician, who is holding her explains, 'I didn't offer healing, she just started taking it.' Bettany is certainly calmer afterwards: she lies on my chest smiling at me while I have legs waxed.

3. A slice of bitter-sweet chocolate torte loaded with soft sharp raspberries.

Dress, drink and catch-up.

1. Walking out of the theatre, I hold his hand so he's not tempted to bolt across the swirly carpet into the forest of legs. We agree th...