I had another little sort out, and here is some of Rosie’s hand printed wrapping paper. I wanted to keep it, but then could hear Rosie’s voice telling me to just recycle it.
The day passed again without much to report, quarantine is a funny thing, I feel fine, but it is hard not to notice every little thing with my body, and then question whether it is the start of anything! Not helped by my brother keep telling me about symptoms. I started to take down decorations today.