Three beautiful things most days.
1. Our neighbour sees the mud spatters drying on my over trousers and says, 'You've been on the common, haven't you.'
2. Snipping parsley into my soup.
3. We find that we are enjoying our stories so much that we need a third round of drinks.
1. Walking out of the theatre, I hold his hand so he's not tempted to bolt across the swirly carpet into the forest of legs. We agree th...
