Cauliflower, a wait and pottering.

1. The Romanesco cauliflower with its green fractal spires will be cauliflower cheese this evening -- but for now, it's sitting up on the microwave so we can admire it.

2. There's a bit of a wait, sitting in the sun with my book, half hearing teenage voices and tinny music.

3. He's a sturdy fellow, pottering about while we have a rapid and efficient catch-up, responding amiably to boundaries and calling on us only occasionally to dip our heads and play some part in his waist-high world.

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