Curtains.

No sooner has the rain stopped than I find something else to grumble about. Those bloomin harvest bugs are back, about 3 trillion of them in my garden. Murron and Rowan were itching their hair all morning and every drink I made seemed to have some floating on the top. In a bid to stop them coming in the cottage, but so we could keep the door open, I hung some curtains up. It didn't work, but the girls had fun making dramatic exits into the garden!