Random conversations

27th December found everyone looking slightly jaded and Christmas
was rather more 'plink, plink', than fizz.

And over in the blue chair...

Another from my A6 Moleskine pocketbook, sticking my nose into other
peoples business, with a frothy top lip and a slice of sponge. Watching the
world go by, slowing everything down to sketching speed. Doodle do.

News Reader

Sipping from the cup of doom, gloom and general woe with the daily
newspaper. This chap did seem to be gradually performing a forward roll into
his broadsheet. On reflection he had probably smuggled a portion of Haddock

and Chips into café Nero between the pages. Stout work. Snaffle on.