Wonder if it's cheating to lie soaking in a bath brimming with detox bath salts while drinking strong coffee.?
(Oh, well).
The tree is naked and sitting outside the front door, waiting to be recycled. Kitsch Santa (carrying a flock of robins, while having a golden candle stuck in his back) is back in his permanent home in the loft.
And I've had to pack away the unbelievably cute music box, which I bought in the Christmas Shop in Padstow and which is well worth a visit if you're down that way.
So for one last time….
Did you blog from the bath? Very impressed! Where's the most bizzare place you've tweeted from?
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J x
No, Jack - I blogged AFTER my bath!
ReplyDeleteMost bizarre place? Possibly in Margaret Mitchell's house in Atlanta, while looking at a newspaper cutting about Sheikhs!
Ah hah, I see ... don't need to imagine a waterproof iPad or laptop now! That's a pretty special place to have tweeted from.
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