Okay, I admit it. I am tired of blogging. Nineteen days straight - whew!
After this month I have decided I will take some time off blogging to do the Christmas thing and to paint the room I write in.
Every woman needs a room to herself, wasn't it Virginia Woolf who said that? For the first time in my life I have a writing room.
It needs a bed to be taken out and it needs to be painted. It needs light (I think white paint will have to do as we can't afford to put in a skylight.) It needs a large book-shelf and a large desk (and a colourful rug.) It needs new curtains (or venetians, or blinds - I've yet to decide ...)
It is S's birthday today. Happy Birthday son! He is in Kyoto, Japan and loving it there. He and E (his fiancee) have found a new flat to move into together. He and I spoke by Skype today. He showed me the ring E gave him for a birthday present. It was looking real good. And he was wearing the hoody we sent over for him. It's starting to get cold over there.
Meanwhile here, it is warm and sunny.
A real corker day as my mum would say.