Tuesday 8th March
Day 321
Remembering some moments today.......
The face of a dear friend sitting across the table from me, not noticing the clatter of plates and voices all around us - she knows what it’s like to be sad and angry at the same time - like a freezing volcano.
A display of tea pots and cake tins in a shop window - painted with spots and stripes and hearts - and in the middle, a big round tin with the words LOTS OF LOVE all over it against a midnight blue, starry sky.
The patient, furry silhouette of the pussy cat at the top of the stairs, waiting for me when I push open the front door, both arms stretched low with Sainsbury’s carrier bags.
My husband’s smile when he lifts the lids on the saucepans bubbling on the hob, releasing the steam of coconut curried lentils, and frying aubergines - the smell of India gracing our kitchen.
The moon tonight - the bright tip of a fingernail - slotted behind the skeleton of the poplar tree - oblivious to the chanting of the football crowds surging through our night sky.
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