Box of dreams

I babbled on the other day about new running trainers but there was one creature in life that loves the day new footwear arrives. Old Jabba. She knows that the outer box becomes her home for a couple of weeks and we've barely seen her since.

In other news the old Christmas tree has arrived from some company no doubt making loads of money. It's still in the hallway as we can't be bothered to put it up. Might stay there until July at this rate

Off to sunny Chesterfield tomorrow. Living the dream...