Houses, brudges and cupcakes

I passed houses which were pink and blue. Were they always? I couldn't say. I had spent two days at home with a hurt shoulder and the outside world seemed suddenly confusing and exotic.

I had been reading Russell Hoban's The Trokeville Way, which delighted me. I imagined myself standing on the brudge (bridge with a grudge) and l looked on the map for Tinker's Lane, where the main protagonist lived in Richmond, and also for Castleford Road. There's not one in Richmond, but there is a Richmond Street in Castleford.

"It's got mystery, that music, it's got magic - it takes you out of the everyday sameness into a place where anything can happen."

Earlier that day, I ate an avocado and pistachio cupcake with bright green icing.