Three beautiful things most days.
1. Sinking a chocolate digestive biscuit into my coffee.
2. My hardboiled eggs have come out perfect -- yolks deep yellow.
3. Where I have to stand waiting, there is a rill beside the road and so all I can hear is sound of running water.
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...
