portrait, retreat, visitor

Somewhere between hope and suspicion.

Lunch with my blogger brother at the Indian restaurant which has now been aptly and imperishably named by blogger, Barrett Bonden as the Bloggers' retreat. There is still a problem with the licence to serve alcohol, but you are allowed to bring your own bottles. So off to the nearby pub, The Savoy Tun, a few steps away, and back to the Curry Club as the restaurant is also known. "You've come well prepared," says the restaurant's gentle owner, as we mount the narrow stairs.

There is a half-window above our front door and next to it wisteria just coming into flower. This morning a long-tailed tit flutters, as I pass the door, from wisteria to window and back. No camera is to hand as it seldom is when such an opportunity occurs. So these few words will have to do, to capture the fleeting presence of an unexpected visitor.