Saturday, 11 November 2006

The eleventh hours of the eleventh day of the eleventh month

Saturday morning was quiet. Jackie gave Rhiannon a lift to work, and we then took some time gathering ourselves for a Christmas shopping expedition and eventually leaving just after the two minute silence.

Not the most successful trip as far as Christmas shopping is concerned, but we did find a Greek food store in the market (and bought lots of stuffed vine leaves, olives and baklava) and then found a CD of Scottr Walker singing the songs of Jacques Brel. A pleasant evening followed.