I've finished them and am reading gransnet, said she, while giving her halo a rub.
They entailed checking the direct debit and our current accounts, hoovering the downstairs rooms and airing the house, filling up the log basket and emptying the ash pan from the wood burner and making bread, plus ordering a load of logs.
I ought to go round the garden picking up about a ton of waste paper that I am quite sure yesterday's extreme storm has left all over the place.
DH has bent the metal roofing sheet the worked loose on the garage back into place and weighed it down, as well as doing the shopping, and upending the bins again, so yes, I should done a hefty layer of warm clothes and collect rubbish in the garden.