Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Reflection, brioche and the guess.

1. The reflection on a wet roof of a bird passing overhead.

2. The smell of toasted brioche bread.

3. Alec speculating about what might be going to happen next in the book we are reading. It's The Railway Children, and I feel as if I've reached peak motherhood.

Castle Street, fan and melting.

1. I am staring at the meal deals in the minimarket when I realise that what I really want here is a coffee and a sandwich made in front of ...