Garlic
This clove split with a pleasingly even pattern when I was transforming the leftover brisket into chilli. I was hoping my new lens would be here when I got back today, or at least a little card telling me to pick it up at the Sorting Office, but it was not to be (and I didn't buy shoes either.) I'm going to have to treat myself to a bit of a field trip to Sneinton Market (or the top of Castle Gate where there are renovations afoot) when it finally arrives...
I'm quite pleased to have finished reading 'Hawksmoor' by Peter Ackroyd today. I enjoyed it a great deal but it's a strange read of the kind that makes you see everywhere portents and signs of great import. Plus Beck bought it from the Old Royal Naval College gift shop to read herself and I only nicked it because I'd run out of Nordics. Back to a nice simple bit of murder in Norway, I think... I did listen again to a song of vague relevance right near the end, though...
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- Sony DSC-W55
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