Dropping off and picking up for a trip to the cinema. And a box of cheesy chips shared in the back of the car afterwards. The film was 'The Inbetweeners', and would I like to see something while they watched that? Preferred my quiet hour. Minor glitches in the day's work unravelling themselves; phrases presenting themselves, tidied up and no longer clumsy. The story has come to life again, over the past few days. New things happening; it's a surprise again.
Kayaks, gliding out onto the open water. The leader, pausing between the red and green channel markers, looking back. Yes, they are still behind him. Their spreading wake on the flat water, paddles rising. There's a haiku in there somewhere.