The Book-Thief’s Heartbeat
When work on the car was finished, I tapped a front tyre with my foot. If it had been a hedge I would have pulled a leaf off. I felt I needed to do something.
Percolation 14th May
I parked the car along St. Stephen's Green and walked down Grafton Street to the cafe thinking what a fine job Harry had done on the motor.
Breakfast over, I stepped out into the street again. It was raining. I was just in time to catch an umbrella in the face. I made it clear to the woman that I was of the opinion that all short people should have tall umbrellas. The incident gave rise to an impulse. I went back into the cafe and telephoned the gallery to say that I could not attend work this day owing to