Behind the fence across the street they are building an underground tunnel and the cranes and work-lamps light up the mist conspiratorialy.
I rode the train home from a meeting with a gigantic husky dog. I mean to say that there was a gigantic husky dog the size of a bear riding the underground train. The meeting was with publishers, about bears. I will get a contract for the book with Michael Rosen, it seems, and the the Hans Andersen book is doing well again.