Friday, March 14, 2014

There are six packets of lasagne sheets in the pantry, and a Snickers amongst the towels. I was hiding it for a late night CSI re-run. They're yours.
But where are you going? friends ask, perplexed.
Oh, I don't know. Africa, or maybe some arty little place in Venice.
Wherever my scooter takes me.

(A Nest Twice Built, Julie Holland)