Sideways rain and the hum of an electric station diverts his path towards the door. The doorbell can't be heard but a light goes on and a shadow moves across the heavy stone floor. The box covered with butterfly wrapping paper protected and disguised under his jacket, the black felt collar sodden and wilting. A shaft of light and cracks, a nose then an eye. A warm glow of recognition and the smell of apples. Embraced, tears flood their eyes as two parched lips meet again, again and again. The silk scarf is not for a day like today, but under these same stars, another day it would have been perfect. Re-acquaintance, handshakes, then making excuses. Leaving through the same door, across the crunchy leaf strewn path, they slip into the still warm car. The roads are empty as families sleep on their sofas, richer for the day together. Nothing is said. All of the talking has been done. No more questions. All of the answers have been revealed. All that's left now is to be.

"You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be."

♥

Two birds, one stone

Save animals AND the planet -

http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2012/apr/13/less-meat-prevent-climate-change?

Low

Water, like cowardice and lust, always finds the lowest level.

This, this and this.

A lot to say and not a lot of time to say it.. So this update will consist of a list of sorts. (I like lists.)

1. I was inspired to look at this and then this today. It's has been a long standing desire of mine to move to Denmark, and as an EU Citizen, it seems remarkably simple. I shall do this when I'm thirty; although I've already enquired about jobs in homelessness. The Danes have an extremely squiffy way of defining homelessness which needs some working on.

2. This will hopefully be where I'm going this summer.

3. Last night consisted of a total of eleven hours sleep. I've been told my my lovely new lodger that I'm turning into "A cat.. More specifically; a dirty Tomcat". Not sure how to take that.

4. My Granddad is fixing up quite well, despite being more of a grumpy sod than usual. This can be put down to the ridiculous amount of Tramadol he's been prescribed and the sheer amount of pain he's in; so we'll let him off for the next few weeks.

Huzzah

I have been an incredibly organised so and so and grabbed myself a brace of tickets for Laura Marling's Royal Albert Hall gig in July. HUZZAH. I'll be popping my two friend's gig cherries by taking them along with me.. What an awesome first gig for them both.

Aaaaaand I've been cordially invited to see Lisa Hannigan in May at the South Bank. I've wanted to see her since watching her doing a live version of 'I Don't Know' in an Irish pub.. Plus, I'll get to catch up with someone who's company I have missed. Double huzzah.

Looking forward to this weekend after a reasonably traumatic weekend with my Granddad in the hospital. Never again do I want to see someone who I love so much in that amount of pain; it was spirit crushing. He's a tough old cookie though and has made a full recovery.. I'm looking forward to seeing him and my family this weekend. Triple huzzah.