in glory days that come and go

It rained all Friday, and happily, Saturday, too. This meant no painting of walls, no heavy gardening and no washing and hanging out of clothes. Wheeee! Of course, by rights the wekend should have then involved indoor jobs, of which there are many, but I played the sick card (though folks remained unimpressed and sceptical) and slept in, lounged about catching up on over a week's worth of papers and watched some tv.

( Read more... )