1. On our afternoon off we go out for cake and then have a nosey round the back of the High Street, following walls, slipping down alleys and sauntering into parking garages as if we were supposed to be there.
2. At going home time we peep over the fence and see our boy playing in the garden. He sees us and runs over to put his hands up to touch us.
3. Such a storm: I don't think I have ever heard thunder like it. The children sleep on, Bettany a self-contained bundle on the far side of my bed and Alec, damp hair plastered to his forehead, sprawled this way and that across this toddler bed.
Slow worm, peacock butterfly and striations.
1. A slow worm backs into his burrow, his mild resentful gaze holding ours. 2. Peacock butterfly -- Persian rug colours -- rests open in the...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...