October 15, 2015
I met a woman on the number 46 bus today. She had a bright blue streak in her hair that matched the blue of her shoes. We both got off in Kentish Town and as we walked along the high street together, she told me she has seven children and nine or ten grandchildren. She invited me into her house to meet her two British shorthair kittens. I also saw some of her fab little sculptures. To get out of the house, I had to go through an inner locked security gate. The key to this gate was tied to a piece of string attached to a long stick. As I left, she stood above me on the stairs and dangled the key over my head so that I could unlock the gate.