The washing machine man was coming. Then he wasn't. Then he was. Then he wasn't. I am now hand washing my smalls. This wasn't how it was supposed to be.
I recommended a book to someone and they HATED it. I rather liked it. But you know what they say...
I wandered into St Ives central today to take some pics for you, dear blogger. I forgot the camera. I got hot and bothered. I came home.
Olly's potty training coming on.
A reserve put on a beautiful 1950's kitchen cabinet.
The women's hockey was stupendous.