1st July 2014

I chickened out of seeing Dad today as the weather was so nice and I had a bee in my bonnet about getting the conservatory painted. Which means getting the junk room sorted so the furniture from the conservatory can go in there whilst I paint it. So things had to be thrown, which nearly had Mr S going into a panic. But after making him move things about over and over, he soon realised there is no point saving things if we haven't used them or even need them!