I was going to caption the image “scabby”, but decided that this would be unfair: it’s not the gull’s fault that I caught it mid-moult into its breeding plumage, and if we’re talking complexions, mine is nothing to write home … Continued
I went into Stratford this afternoon, for lack of anything better to do, but although it wasn’t actually raining it was cold, and the light was awful. The best thing about my chilly walk along the river was accidentally putting … Continued
Yesterday, on my way from the river to meet R for lunch at BTP, I nipped into White Stuff on Henley Street and bought a jumper in their January sale. Some time after we arrived home, I realised that I’d … Continued
R and I like to have lunch out on 31st December, because this lets us pretend to celebrate an occasion that seems to be important to most of the rest of the world, while ensuring that we’re safely tucked up … Continued
