Friday, March 12, 2010
- An afternoon spent on research. It's been a while.
- A workmate sets out Lindt dark chocolate with orange bits in it. It proves the theory that with really good chocolate, one piece is plenty.
- The din of torrents through the gutters as I walk up from the station to collect Becca. You have to have a sort of grudging admiration for a storm like that.
- To my relief, Jack picks us up at afterschool care. I clamber, drenched, into the car and he hands me a punnet of Bluff oysters and a flagon of ale. Poverty food he says, grinning. My hero.
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