May? More like bloody Novemeber.

Today the wind blew and the rain lashed. And I tried to look elegant in my rain jacket - well hey, a girl can dream can't she?

Swim, potter round Waterstone's looking at travel books (researching poss holiday destinations - any suggestions?), train to the Burrell collection, walk through Pollok park jumping over the many fallen branches, wander round the Burrell, coffee, train, film, long bus ride and back now for Game of Thrones. Very busy but very happy now (or at lease I will be once I've got the city grime off my face and my jammies on).

This is a close up of a stained glass panel at the Burrell - it's of Princess Cecily. Aren't her curls rather lovely?