Monday, November 22, 2021

Transfer, flock and cake.

1. The children have been complaining pretty much every step of the way. The moment when they start scuffling and arguing with each other instead of moaning at us.

2. A dozen magpies rise from the field ahead of us.

3. It's teatime and at last she can serve us her chocolate cake.

Genre fiction, weeds and film night.

1. It's difficult to dislike waking in the small hours when I can read myself back to sleep by sliding into  the soothing, well-worn gro...