Monday, 14 May 2007

Cornish Florence Nightingale

Around me everyone is sleeping. In the front room, husband is lying on the sofa, underneath the duvet, worn out by his tummy upset. Beside him sleeps Mollie, a sucker for any duvet, as she's not allowed to sleep on our bed. She was also sick this morning, but a polite little pile by the kitchen door, easy to clear up. Next door, in our bedroom, Bussie lies on a shirt of mine, curled up with an intense expression of deep sleep. I'm the only one awake.
Outside the wind flaps towels and jumpers on the line, the sun hot against my cheek. Peace - I can get on with some work.

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