1. I’m looking for a particularly picture of my old cat, Zoe but instead I find something better: a collage I made when I was 13, of photos taken across the twenty years before that. Back then, we’d have had to wait weeks for the pictures to be developed then I cut them out and sellotaped them together. Today, I snap a picture of the collage with the camera on the computer I keep in my pocket and by the time I walk downstairs, the image has been set across the world and arrived on the computer in my office, where I can correct the layout and colour balance with a click of a button.
2. I bob into Leeds to have a pre-Leeds Ruby Thing meal with John – something I used to do all the time before Lily but which seemed too much of a bother when she was waiting, anxiously, at home. We try to go to My Thai but it’s full, so go next door to Fuji Hiro (which is a long-time favourite anyway): it’s wonderfully convenient to have them right next to each other, both offering quick yet delicious food.
2b. We finish up at exactly the right time – just when John needs to go over to the pub, and three minutes before my bus is due on the Headrow. We chat to each other on the phone for the rest of our short, separate journeys.
3. I pass the rest of the evening sketching and re-sketching some more little portraits for my zine. When John texts to say he’s on the bus, I sit back and realise how hard I’ve been focused all evening – and how pleasantly tired it’s left me.
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