Walking down Little Mount Sion and seeing the steep, wooded slopes of the Common rising above the rooftops of the High Street.
Two tough old ladies crossing the High Street, where it bends sharply towards the London Road. Each has an identical, aluminium walking stick in one hand and each raises her free hand to acknowledge the traffic, which stops for them.
The arrival by post of two Moleskine pocket notebooks, the sort which has no constraining rules so that you can draw as well as write in them.
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