Home Comforts

One of the things I really missed in the crazy November - December I had, was time at home alone. I don’t think I had any at all. But today, I had the unusual experience of sitting on the sofa with Mabel. (Poor Cholmeley has never been allowed on the sofas and he doesn’t even ask.)

I also tried swimming. With 2 busted shoulders (one from the dislocation and the other from the wall on Saturday) I couldn’t do front crawl. And swimming endless lengths of breast stroke is just a bit too passive. I might go back.