comfort 18 January 2010
I can hear the wind howling around outside the flat in Manchester right now. It’s always comforting isn’t it when you are indoors and warm (and, I suppose, feeling safe?) while outside is a bit of an upheaval. Richard just loves being in bed all snuggly when the weather is going NUTS outside. These are small and almost free comforts, aren’t they, and all the more pleasurable for that.
