Now I'm sat eating the last piece of Christmas cake at my desk at work (having a short lunch) my mind is now yearning to be back at home. I'm not yearning for Christmas particularly - much as I love that time of year, I don't mind when it is over as I'm excited for the next thing to happen. I just want to be in our cosy home...
|Our new sofa (note the patchwork cushion made by me a year or two back!)|
|Our lovely study where we read/fall asleep|
|My craft area. Note the pile of material waiting for me to make it into something|
|The pile of books I received for Christmas. Hurray!|
I made a rather odd purchase in a charity shop recently. Its a very small suitcase, possibly used for a musical instrument. I liked the look of it, but what sold it to me was the old material British Legion Poppy that was hanging off the handle. Yes, yes I know I have issues!