I'll admit it, guilty.
I wasn't supposed to be reading "stuff" from the under stairs cupboard.
My cupboard (Tardis) was supposed to be emptied ready for the floor to be removed.
Although how can you help but flick through books of another era.
I had forgotten these were hiding in the cupboard. They should be upstairs, there are some things I haven't the heart to throw away... just call me squirrel....
You must remember dressing paper dollies.
Making the cotton reel kid.
This might have been my book, but I never had the pleasure of making one either.
Or your own Zoo.
I probably made a Zoo.
Life in the cottage is going to be different until we dry out completely
At least I won't have to feel guilty about not washing the floor.
Another plus, Spring is back.
Along with cold weather that has returned with a vengeance in our part of Devon.
Making, and creating has been put on hold for a while. At least until the cottage can be put back together. Everyday that passes means that we are one day nearer to doing just that.
Mark is still on his travels in Thailand, we keep up with his walkabout via Sparky Brand, better than watching the floor dry believe me .
