Thursday, December 19, 2024

Cuddly, cheese board and anthology.

1. Alec unwell is daft and cuddly like a toddler. He comes up and lies in our bed while I'm working at my desk. This feels like a gift.

2. I'm still thinking about the superior camembert from the new fancy cheese shop that we had for lunch after supper, so I have a little more on fingers of rye crispbread.

3. From the introduction, I get the sense that the anthologist believes that perfect short stories exist; and that she has chosen stories for their excellence, and not because of obligations sent down from the marketing department. 

Hoarders, flowers and technology.

1. In a low voice he reels off the names of the muscles where I have been hoarding all this tension. 2. He comes home with posies of flowers...