Looking for something
Yesterday evening we switch on the TV just before midnight in time to see the fireworks display on the Thames. Big Ben stands out against the illuminated sky and the wheel forms a centre piece of the show, at times becoming a giant Catherine wheel. The upturned faces of the crowd packed onto the embankment are more moving than the lights in the sky. Full of wonder and you wonder full of hope.
This morning a fat slug appears on the kitchen work surface. Where it comes from we do not know. Ugly word slug, for a far from pretty creature. I prefer the French word, limace which suddenly comes to mind, but the creature is the same one.