For all those who inquired, a 'flat white' is a coffee made with hot milk slightly fluffed-up i.e. not as fluffed up as much as a cappucino.
Now I hope you all know what a cappucino coffee is? In case you don't, it's a real fluffy, milky coffee with loads of froth; in fact I'd go so far as to say it is all froth.
I take my camera* to work with me every day. Today on the way home I was feeling surprisingly carefree and observant.
* The camera - a Canon - was given to me by my sister Mcdinzie - partner of Dinzie - when she bought herself a bigger camera. Every time I take a photo, I thank God for the kindness of little sisters.
For example, I noticed these tyres used as a boat's 'hitching post' (I wonder if there's a nautical term for it? If there is, K&J or Marie are sure to know what it is.)
These white doves for some strange reason were standing at the water's edge as if pondering ... I wondered if they were lost? I am hoping that the homing instinct kicked in eventually and they got back home all right.
The wild lupins seemed especially appealing tonight. Maybe because, like lanterns, they provided a stippled light against the grey water.
And then I couldn't resist stopping again to take a photo of this mother duck and her paddling little ducklings. At this stage there were eight. After taking the photo, two more came bustling up to join the brood.
My American Sentence for today comes courtesy of a man I work with who hails from Yorkshire. He and his family moved over here about a year ago and bought a house with a bathroom that's got a shower, but no bath.
I can't be having with just showers; I'm dying for a good, hot bath.
(Imagine it being said in a seasoned Yorkshire accent, with the emphasis on 'th' in the word 'bath'.)