Brush party

I told H I was going to a brush party. First he thought it was sweeping the floor, then he thought it might be weird dancing involving brushing up against each other. Concerned his thoughts were heading in the wrong direction I quickly explained it was paint brushes!
I’m in MK for 3 days so it was really lovely to go along to the pub and join lovely chatty people to do some painting instead of being on my own in a hotel room. And I’m quite chuffed with my painting too.