Monday, March 02, 2009
roof-mates, L'esprit de l'escalier, visitor
In the pub we are talking about the rival merits of Melbourne and Sydney. I admit not to have visited Melbourne, but recall that on a ferry in Sydney Harbour once, I head a woman say to her son, that Sydney was "the arse-hole of Australia". "Where are you from?" I had asked her. "Melbourne" she'd said. "So much for Sydney!" I say. " What you should have said," says my pub companion, quick off the mark is: "Just passing though, then?"
This morning from the telephone wire outside our bedroom window a sparrow peeps in. It flies off and the wire swings up and down.