Girls and boys

What we should have been doing this evening: packing for Womad, taking into account forecast inclement weather and any number of unexpected things that might happen (okay, that bit's just me).

Instead, one of us chose which CDs we were going to listen to on the journey (CD changer in boot, boot will be chocka, if going to listen to anything at all need to plan ahead and ooh the new Jane's Addiction album is just out), and the other of us baked a birthday cake for E, who is coming in from Paris on the train (not just any birthday cake, but Sylvia Plath's tomato soup cake to mark E's gift of The Bell Jar as birthday present twelve years ago).

No prizes for spotting male and female behaviour, eh?

joella