Three beautiful things most days.
1. Ahead of me there are footprints in the dew.
2. The children are so thrilled by the cliff-hanger that they ask if they can read the next chapter to me.
3. To vanish into work so completely that an hour passes in minutes.
1. The taxi driver zigs up back ways and zags down side streets and jinks into traffic queues to get us across town in time for our appointm...
