Counterpane

Or just plain duvet cover. You know not a lot has happened it it reaches 11pm and not one photo has been taken. Bit of a meh day. Boy been poorly - sickness bug. He's already better but he was a poor wee soul earlier today.

Taking a pic of my duvet made me think of the word 'counterpane' and had me look up the Robert Louis Stevenson poem with that word. Funnily enough, on yesterday's cycle we passed signs about RLS in Colinton but didn't stop to read them.

It was that photo or a photo of my 'the tenth edinburgh big beach busk aug 2019' mug on my bedside cabinet with my tea in it.

The duvet won.

Got to keep the blip.