Pictures speak a thousand moments....

Really enjoying Steve Reich's stuff on my MP3 player at the moment. Walking to Uni through town today, it struck me that it's the ideal soundtrack to a speeded up film of what I was seeing around me - I imagined speeding pedestrians bobbing and weaving along the pavement, cars stopping impossibly quickly at traffic lights and then zooming off like flies from a wall. It's great train music too, particularly New-York Counterpoint and Eight lines.
Becky told me when I got in that Joni had refused to put a jumper on i.e. screamed and pulled it off; it's mad, because that's exactly what my Sister Abigail was like when she was young, even as young as Joni (18 months): she would only wear certain things and (also) would always have a hat on, even indoors! Well, Joni's started doing that too!
Ran this morning with Paul, and got our best time yet (22.23) for the Saltburn jog.
Decided to test the picture posting and put up two (recent) pictures of my two beautiful girls: