Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Good night

After dinner we raced through the back streets with the girls in matching yellow prams screaming 'faster, faster', the dogs running beside. We passed the little white cottages on the corner and the owner stepped down from the verandah to give us a bag of passionfruit. He had been sitting, waiting for someone to come by, so that he could share the bounty; tonight, we were the lucky ones.

So this weekend, pavlova.

4 comments:

meggie said...

What a perfectly lovely surprise!!

innercitygarden said...

I love that there are still people who will do stuff like that in the world.

Daisy said...

Ha Ha Ha. That is so cute! And pavalova...mmmmm. My favorite especialy on Christmas Day with it going soggy in passionfruit juice. Ohhh and those big passionfruit up north! I could talk passionfruit all night long. (Drooling)

tamara said...

SUCH a lovely thing to happen! And yum! pavlova. My daughter (4) has just discovered pavlova. It is her favourite thing, after custard.

Reminds me of when I used to give away my train ticket (daily one) after I'd finished travelling for the day. People used to be so surprised!