An unaccustomed late night last night, coupled with a moderate intake of red wine, and a sleepy-headed pup, meant that we got off to a late start this morning. Mr L needs to finish setting up his new pooter (Delphi is giving him some problems) and I need to:

  • do my patchwork homework (oh, yeah…)
  • finish my sock (oh, yeah…)
  • wind some yarn (most likely to succeed)
  • perform as sous chef in the mantling of a Chicken Jalfrezi

What I really feel like doing is… absolutely nothing at all.

Oh, and my beloved tells me that there is heavy rain on the way. No change there, then.

Where’s the chocolate?

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Oh, deer

Oh, deer

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