Sunday 14 December 2008

• A hunk of fresh baked bread with melting fleur du sel butter
• Finding the gift I'd earmarked for my sister, but thought was going to be unable to buy today, in the vintage dress shop I'd popped into to look for an alternative
• Watching, from my window, a tree surgeon and his team take down a large tree, section by section
• Pigeons, silhouetted, on the buildings across the road
• The warmth that came from sitting with my back pressed against the radiator