Since we arrived home this evening we have seen;
A beautiful moon, an Eastern moon, dressed in shining pale peach velveteen.
A chugger at our door, chugging for the Red Cross. The charity want to raise £6 million (I thought all the noughts might look messy) and he was hoping to get us to complete a mandate on our doorstep so the donation becomes tax efficient.
A note from a postman saying a package had been left on the front seat of the car; someone left the car unlocked.
Pompadour
No one stole the car or the package? S'obvious you don't live in Hackney.