Shirley funny. Whiff is what my husband called me. When he got home after dropping his briefcases in the porch he would shout hello Whiff and I would answer hello Hubs. Silly but having it as my username reminds me of him.
Tummy fine now. Only walked to the post box and couple of roads away this morning and then slept for 2.5 hours on the settee.
Pavers are still hard at it. At least the sun is out today. Paving slabs going down.
I envy your skill at making clothes. I have enough trouble sewing a straight line to put together my cushions and other things I make using my cross stitch. This is my latest one.
Just chilling out this weekend. As usual. If it's nice might finely try out my new Hotter walking boots.
It's official: Grandparents are good for children
Trump - fool in Netanyahu's hands
I want to declutter, partner does not want to?



