Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
"Put a blanket."
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i love it here
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
we can only engage in such a way
yeah
Thank you, Jack
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Better Lift
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
hiding from the rain