Snug

I don't do ill, I'm rarely ill, I get frustrated being ill, I hate wasting a day being ill.

You get the gist - sore throat and limbs that feel like they weigh a ton. I must be ill as I'm wearing a hoody and I'm snuggling up on the sofa in the snug.

This accounts for the badly taken photo. I'd planned a snug Blip it's just not a great shot. You get the idea though - this is the view from my battered leather sofa - the new chair (Simon's spot) and my beloved shelves of books and photos. This leads into the kitchen and a view of the garden through the patio doors. The open fire is kind of in front of Stanley........I'm thinking you can kind of picture it. It is my favourite room in the house - no TV, just lots of books and peace and quiet!

Simon is stripping the upstairs cloak room (can you have an upstairs cloakroom? It's just a loo on its own) and I've ordered some funky wallpaper. The decorator is booked to put it up and to also paint the living room too :)

He has also put mouse traps down :( I don't want to know when they go off......we found a half eaten Snickers in the treats basket along with some nibbling of potatoes in the veg basket.....and lots of little poops in the pantry.

That's more than enough activity. I'm off to put my feet up - I've a super busy week ahead and no time to be ill.

Have a relaxing Sunday x