1. The bread is white nonsense – but good, tasty white nonsense – and the bacon a touch too crispy but together, they make the best bacon butty in the world.
2. I conjure up jobs to do at the allotment (there is always stuff that needs doing just nothing desperately immediate) to pass the time so that I can listen to more of the podcast.
2b. Laughing as I walk around the park.
2c. I’m so distracted by the smell of the Chinese takeout place that I don’t even stop to talk to a cat: A CAT! I curse myself, yet again, for not having any money on me.
3. As soon as I touch the clay, it’s like a spell has been cast on me. I can’t stop touching it. I’ll shape one more pot, just one more, I keep telling myself, until all the pots are done.
4. The finished scarf rolled up = deliciously colourful squishiness!
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