Making the house look pretty with flatmates. Organised the DVDs, did more gardening (well, hacking) and discovered an insane amount of old remotes.
Sitting in the sun, in our new chair, drinking coke from a glass bottle. It’s just like being on holiday.
A perfectly lined-up stripy top and a new way of hemming necklines.
A day of buying lots of the bits that I need. I feel calmer about the week ahead. And it’s nice to wander the shops alone sometimes.
Hoovering. Finally. It feels so clean.
Abicado. I love Hannah’s typos. This one full on made me lol.
A clean toilet. FINALLY.
Music. All day. And dancing around the house alone to it.
‘From the people that bought you Timbuk 1…’
Three little things 