Thursday, October 22, 2020

Doorbell on a wet day, party planning and wrap.

1. The doorbell goes just after half past nine. The poor postman standing in the rain hands me a dripping plastic-wrapped parcel and an envelope that is falling to pieces. The doorbell goes just after half past ten. To bring a sodden husband into the house and put the kettle on for coffee.

2. While planning our family Halloween party Bettany and I discover that we have a dedicated spooky playlist.

3. Being wrapped in sheets during my massage.

Book find, red cabbage and evening's entertainment.

1. I know I won't stop thinking about this paper cutting book, so I give in and take it up to the till.  2. The satisfying crunchy sensa...