Wansfell yesterday . . . . . where next?

I felt surprisingly well this morning, but I’d decided to have a day in and the weather was forecast to be dull and damp. I only went out to put six old odd coat hangers in the bin.

I could have blipped a pot of paint (I put some emulsion on a strip of the hall ceiling), washing hung on the rack to dry or a bag of shredded paper, all of which would indicate what I’ve done today but opted for the books.

The first photos had to be binned as I didn’t realise the shelves were so dusty. A quick wipe with a finger and a few more shots taken. I’ll get the duster out another day.