Bomble

Today I have mostly been playing. Took down the tree and all the decorations. That took a while. Took the tree to the bottom of the garden to lay across the barbed wire fence to prevent huge dogs entering the garden from the field or footpath, and frightening the cats in our neighbourhood. While I was down there, I saw a huge brown dog come bounding along, look at me, and think better of it!

Had a bath, read my book. Hoovered up the pine needles because Clean Steve had gone back to bed. Left out part of the hoover, later tripped over it while carrying a heater, and turned my ankle. Screamed. It hurt! Got up and ate scrambled eggs that CleanSteve had made for me, because I suddenly felt weak and feeble. Found a packet of sweets and ate that, too, to keep my strength up!

Carried on doing my incredibly tricky jigsaw, with fire blazing in the sitting room, until CleanSteve​ came and wanted a go. Started taking pictures of Bomble for crazy processing....

In a minute I will make hot and sour supper. I have to say that the sitting room looks much more spacious now that the tree has gone, and some of the junk has been taken to the charity shop. There's much, much more to go....