random acts of senseless beauty

I had a long and lovely chat with Sarah last night. We talked of growing bumps, lunch in France, children being children being difficult, nearly finished books, missing each other, and trips to come.
It feels like forever since I was there last, yet I can still smell the wood soap, the cooking and the [...]

went to The Bush Hall for Polly Paulusma.
she’s amazing. A voice reminiscent of Norah Jones with a hint of the Beth Orton, but a marvellous songwriter to boot. She held the room in awed silence.
and the ligting was stunning: