A blog about things -- not necessarily beautiful -- that at least jolted me out of my tram-lined train of thought. They may be funny, poignant, disgusting or beautiful, but they will be personal. You, dear reader, may not give a damn about an image of a crisp packet at the edge of a river but I might think it so delightful that I cry with gratitude. And a few poems. A a book plug or two.
Saturday, 28 March 2009
Hugh and Lelani's: A contemplative Buddah and headless lady
Chesterfield market very wet and overcast We hurry past
Would this look suit me? A coffee in cafe Nero and then pootle home.