Saturday, January 31/2009

Coffee at our market cafe in the morning. Plastic tables and chairs crowded together but we manoeuver ours into the sun.

We finish reading Anita Brookner's The Next Big Thing, not exactly as penance but certainly as discipline, because it's Brookner and because we've begun it and because we're rapidly running out of reading material. We're left tempted to check online for reviews other than those on the jacket