We are back into our normal routine today and I must say that it feels very strange to be sat around at a desk and…
Grout, grout, grout.
Mr L was deep in a fit of gloom when he rose this morning. He is very tired indeed and this may be colouring his…
There has to be an End somewhere because all things MUST End. But where is it? I cannot see it.
One tile at a time
It is going to be a long holiday
It’s all go: the freezer is gone; the cupboards are gone; my get up and go is gone.