Wonderful timing, middle of winter, shortest days, foul weather, rain driving into the house wall. In short, a leak. Naturally it's the most difficult wall to get at always supposing we can persuade a builder to come and do something about it at all.
Sigh.
Washed towels in the sun and now like sandpaper.
Platonic friendships - do they exist?
What were your dream names for your kids when you were growing up?





