Friday 27 November 2009

• Hiding away at Hideout.
• Lunch with a disconcertingly familiar voice.
• A reclaimed afternoon.
• Felicitous timing (for me, not for the poor soul who walked four miles home from Wood Green).
• 'Get out with your bad fashionable self'. (I probably shouldn't have replied that the three scarves are a corollary of the weather, not a style statement, should I?)