1. The radio conjures up Thomas Tallis's Spem in Alium. We lie in the dark and let our day begin late.
2. Our world has become small, swaddled in fog.
3. Pigeon crouched on a warm chimney pot.
1. My walk over the park takes me past a blue cupboard full of books, free for anyone to take. 2. This year the hawthorn boughs are bent, we...