Sunday, June 15, 2014

Legs, easy and going down.

1. Grandad compliments us on Bettany's fine fat legs.

2. Someone greets me. I look up but don't recognise them, and then I do. A former colleague who has found love and started eating again. We catch up, pretty much finishing each other sentences. "Being single was-"
"I know, so lonely and so scary-"
"I can't believe I spent the best part of decade worrying that-"
"-and when you did find someone it was so, so easy."

3. Late at night, to rub my cheek on Bettany's sleepy head. Her hair has started to grow out now and her fine baby down is nearly all gone.

Listen, justified and fennel.

1. We've put him between us in the centre of the screen, and now we just have to listen while he tells the doc all the things he won...