Thursday, June 05, 2014

Talk, receiving and dash.

1. Catherine arrives while Bettany is asleep. We can talk, just the two of us, no guilt, no worry, for the first time in years.

2. I thank the postman as he hands me a parcel and some letters and he says "That always makes my day, when someone's happy to receive a package."

3. At the place where the pavement narrows just beyond the station I spot an office girl running down the hill towards us. I stop and let her go through. She has a smile for us, despite being in a headlong dash for a train.

Consolation, Effra and icing.

1. I flee Tunbridge Wells and its water woes for a day of wandering London with my aunt. A bit of Turner, a bit of Constable and some miscel...