Bright lights on the trees, ‘tis the season; a wonderland and wishes-come-true feel to it all.
Fluffy clouds a light streak on a pink peach dawn, sultry seagulls and crows wheel overhead. Clarity.
Taught Aunty y’day how to use rediff bol so that she, too, could send forth a volley of sms’s for free. Mildly amused. Patterns and circles, ring a ring a roses.
And I chanced upon a superb shop, a Spencers’, a real lifesaver.