Monday, June 07, 2010

shop, horrible, lead

Posted by Picasa Enjoying the sun, St Leonards-on-Sea.

As I sit outside The Grove Tavern with a pint of Harvey's after a morning in the garden, my obvious enjoyment communicates itself to a man who is passing, but would rather be joining me. "Bet that's horrible, isn't it?" he says.

The air this evening is heavy and  invested with moisture on the point of  condensing. The sounds of  children's voices from the playground, clearer and more bell-like than usual, alone suggest that rain is on the way. But the drone of aircraft on their way into Gatwick, made more intense by a blanket of cloud over the sun, is an even surer promise of  the coming downpour.

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