Socially distant. Looking backwards. It’s a story about a bowl.
A little like this
Driving
Do you ever have that feeling, sitting there, two hands on the steering wheel, that your arms could move, all by themselves, and drive you and your car and whoever is with you off the road, into the ditch, into that car next to you, into the line of oncoming traffic? Do you ever stare […]
Crowing
Someone is breaking the rules in my street. I wake to the glorious sound of a rooster crowing across the road. I love it.
Caffeine
I was presented with an Alberto’s takeaway this morning. It was either a large flat white, or a cup of crack. Either way, the bathroom finally got cleaned. Yeeeeeha!