A rainy Saturday morning. Saint-Sa�ns and Prokofiev making sound-tracks for the kid while she bottle-feeds a stuffed crocodile. Toast and jam and tea for us. Jellied turkey and duck for the cats. 3-D pictures of dinosaurs if you can get the specs on your head. The kitten dives under the rug like a mole.
When we've finished and scattered to separate rooms, the bell rings. A woman is selling eggs door to door, working stairwells. She has 300 eggs cradled in her arms.