Bear beer. Tui. A recycle bin full of zoonic beer bottles.
Work was not-the-busiest so I took advantage of the slow moments to learn Act 3 of Oleanna.
In the Village before rehearsal – I don’t think Piranha is the best fish after which to name a fish and chip shop.
My tattoo is still itchy and scabby. But I love catching glimpses of it.
I was earlier than usual when I made it round to Eastbourne. I took a walk in the dark out to the beach.
The day dawned pink during my walk to the train. It was cold but clear. A beautiful morning.
My new bag arrived. I put one of my favourite photos (on a business card) in the luggage tag holder.
At the moment I arrive at and leave from work in darkness.