We slept with the door open last night. I woke up to the fresh air, the morning sun, that morning smell and a few gentle outdoor sounds. I felt like I was on holiday.
I finished writing all the blogs I had to do for a company I work for that I just can’t stand. All done. No more. Goodbye.
A boiled egg for dinner (part two. I was hungrier than I thought). I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I bloody love eggs.
Image: Jason Lowe
Three little things 