To place your better days.

J back late last night.
Brought with him some gifts...
Lucky me!
A new purse.
New thick warm socks his folks bought me in NZ.
Toasty and warm.
Wearing them now.
Waiting for him to get home from work.
If he's not here soon, all the cheese and biscuits will be gone...

Amused to see that K-Rudd is going on the offensive when asked about his leadership 'being in crisis'. Rather than answering the question (who ever answers a question, anyway?), he's been slagging off the fashion sense of the questioning journalist. Way to go, Prime Minister Fashion Police.

The hot air balloons flew low over our place this morning. This might have been better in colour, but I'm on b+w rations at the moment.