checking in
Thursday, September 18th, 2003
Last night I dreamed I updated Yatima. It’s a great improvement on dreams about encountering the abyss in my local supermarket.
We’ve had a succession of glorious September days, the sun and sky glowing, Claire playing industriously under the avenue of pines between Les Oliviers and the vineyards. Tough life. Last night we had an extraordinary meal, which I shall blog as soon as I’ve more than a tenuous dialup connection.
Tonight: Toulouse. Tomorrow: Dublin.