Entropy on the kitchen table

An old wallet, grey and dead.
Six nails.
A bowl with fruit,
Apples four and banana black.
Iron, glass & stone
Frame a candle.
Light from a friend.
A letter - from the bank.
Cuttings in black plastic.
Pots. Wrinkled leaves, fresh & deepest green.
Geraniums on long legs
Reaching for the sky.
Travel, a history in paper
Ready for a reckoning.
Marmalade - ginger.
A fragrant ball of wizened quince.
Trainspotting & USB
Still here from Halloween.
A stapler
and access from Japan.
A yearbook from STFen.
Ringits & Kontakt
and the bill for the electric.
Showergel, breakfast
and the tracks of my days...

Genoa calling

You know how it is... the plane arrives and the taxi takes you to the hotel. And after breakfast another takes you to the office, and then later back to the airport. Where was that exactly?

So here I am in Genova.. and ready to see something of the city for a change (not to mention trying a little latin dancing :-). I've moved out of the Sheraton - big modern and anonymous on the edge of the airport - and moved into the Hotel Verdi. Yes, it's right by the railway, and the rooms are smaller, but it's also on the edge of the city centre and walking distance for most of the sights. So when I've finished here it's off into town for a wander round .. most probably stopping off in the old port to check out the maritime museum and to check out the timetable for boats to Porto Fino for tomorrow.