- Tabasco sauce. What's not to love?
- The word rancour running through my head, again and again. It feels like sucking on a polo.
- Acquiescence to a request for oysters.
- A slowed and sleep-heavy morning, running late, made perfectly neat by the realisation that I was exactly at the right pace to be on time for my meeting at Somerset House. In fact, I was early enough for a quick coffee around the corner.
- A man who, when asked what colour his missing scarf was, replied "It goes with a brown suit".
Thursday 22 January 2009
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