BusyBusy

A lie-in would be lovely, but it's not going to happen. While I was still tired, I couldn't sleep this morning: a 5 mile run is sure to wake me up to the maximum though.
Haberdashery popped over to see New Flat this morning. Which meant I had to clean and clean, unpack and tidy, on full power. Flatmate Ross saw straight through this facade of good and proper housekeeping and laughed aloud in my face. Haberdashery and i have discussed this many a-time, there's no need for me to attempt to keep up the front. Still. I got my room shipshape, which can only be a good thing. We trundled down to the Shore for coffee and cake, delicious. My entire afternoon and evening was then devoted to sewing together some birthday cushion-covers for Pat, my papas girlfriend. Ross came home with a friend to find me hobbling around the ironing board, up to my ankles in random fabrics, with a faceful of chocolate. Oh dear. Not ideal.