Saturday, 5 April 2008

Hailstones and bright sun in intervals today, a day dedicated to sport, both playing and watching. Nothing much achieved in the way of writing or reading or speaking or music, but in the other room a meal is being prepared.

Bunches of fresh herbs, potatoes covered in allotment mud and vines of small, deep red tomatoes lie on the kitchen surface. The table is unfolded, extended and moved to the centre of the room. The oven is heated, seasoning is prepared, telephones are called with reminders. Outside the light lingers into the evening.