Really like this company Announce It - got Mum some correspondence cards for her birthday plus some funky reading glasses from SightStation bought at The Piggeries, a pine and gift shop down the road in Tringford.
George brought a mouse in, was trying to find it in the bedroom. I found it, in my Louis Vuitton keepall. With mouse poo and it wee'd itself. Paul released it in the woods. I disinfected the inside of the bag...
What I think was a queen hornet (it was HUGE) in my bathroom. Felt really bad but we had to get the Raid out, better kill one hornet than kill hundreds if she'd nested. Gulp.
That's it, I am officially a photography widow - Paul's latest arrival is a new lens for his Nikon SLR, an 180mm sigma macro which takes the most amazing close ups. I won't see him for dust.
Over the past few years I have been very, quite, not really addicted to ebay. I think I've cured it. I tried to fix it in my mind that buying clothes from ebay (not the new stuff but second hand, vintage darling) is being pretty green, recycling clothes and all. I even used to sell my clothes on it and made some dosh but I haven't got that kind of time so it's back to the charity shops.
But I think I've cured myself. I just got a much anticipated vintage Flora Kung silk dress which sounded amazing. And on the right person I am sure it is, but on me, I looked like a Dynasty victim/mother of the bride. It only cost me about a tenner but it is a tenner too much, as it'll go straight to the Red Cross shop. Enough already.
Traffic jams and useless needless redundant traffic lights aside, it was lovely to see Julia at the Shoulder of Mutton in Wendover last night - bar the teeth chattering, finger-numbing air con. XXX
I know nothing about horses, have "ridden" them just twice, so was delighted to be practically chased by them through a field at the weekend. They were hilarious, wouldn't leave me alone. Why is that?