Therapy

Dot got himself some new local office space and that left us with a room that looked like a tip after the office furniture had been moved out and the remnants dumped in a pile on the floor. Call us sad but we spent virtually the entire weekend going through the papers, books, CDs and various other strange-looking bits and bobs (I will post pictures to illustrate 'strange'), and I am very proud to say we now have a clean room and a blank canvas. We hope to make this a 'den'. Hope is the word. We'll see how we go. Oh, I must say we didn't spend the entire weekend cleaning - the latter half of Sunday was spent lying horizontal on the couch watching live coverage of 'The Concert for Diana'. Yes, I can see our being-sad quotient going through the roof!

It is therapeutic - cleaning, and watching pretty-young-things-in-tiny-outfits, boys-with-underwear-and-bottoms-hanging-out-of-their-jeans, and has-beens (or should it be have-beens) perform live - you should try it.

On an unrelated note, we have pinky spiky poppies in the garden now!