Friday, May 09, 2025

Teeth, going out and smallish town.

1.  A nice chatty gossip with the hygienist who is, it turns out, a mum from the children's primary school. I see the dentist straight after and get extra points for clean teeth.

2. '...and don't let any strangers in.'
'But why?'
'It's for their own safety.'
I leave them arguing about which of them I should pay for babysitting the other.

3. To live in the sort of town where you can go to a literary festival show and have people you know sitting nearby, and a writer you know warming up the audience (Andrew Wallace — always entertaining, always thought provoking). And I think we all feel pretty lucky to live in the sort of town that Richard Ayoade feels is worth promoting his book to.

Downpour, petrichor and maybug.

1. As if the fall of night has prompted a sudden decision, a downpour begins after days of dry, hot weather. I contort myself around my desk...