Having opened the sacks containing my soft toys yesterday, I decided they all needed a good wash.
Here is a selection, hanging to dry in front of the heater. I almost need to move to a bigger house so that they don’t have to go back in their sacks and into the garage.
I am a sentimental hoarder.
When I looked in the pantry for pasta for dinner, I discovered enough for a whole week.
This is the only photo I have for you today, William in the cupboard atop the pet food like a feline Smaug.
We got home from the supermarket after work, put the stuff away, I brushed the cat and attempted to get the dog to bring a ball back when I threw it and suddenly it was 8pm.
Fast evenings. Do not like.
Had some time to clean out my locker at work. Found some antibiotics that expired in 2010; a child’s t-shirt with Astro Boy on it and a Rolling Stone magazine with Katy Perry in her undies on the cover among the rubbish.