Part One Stonehouse, Plymouth. Norah Jones’s Sunrise playing, with tea ’n’ toast Easter my birthday. Friend of a friend Toot! Toot! Surprise! drove Daisy and me in his silver Ford open sunward, to a wild-windswept-rugged-headland sand-dusted ponies sea-salted sheep and a chocolate Labrador < look left look right > so fucking amazing my heart filled up nine times at least then my eyes caught a minnow of a boat dancing on the belly of the blue THIS IS A NO-ANCHOR ZONE PLEASE CH