Monday 7 February 2011: Mrs de Winter Perhaps?
I have seen this young women on many occasions around my neighbourhood. She always has a gentle mysterious smile playing around the corners of her mouth and a faraway look in her eyes. She brings to mind a Daphne DuMauier heroine. I imagine her windswept in a moss coloured cloak on the cliffs of Cornwall.
I may think about these things a bit too much.