Cuppas and Cuddles...

Hi folks...the self medicating exile to the sofa seems to have done the trick with the old neck...feels almost back to normal after a couple of days of snuggling with the Furry Boy drinking endless cuppas...snug as two bugs in a rug watching the rain run down the windows and sampling what daytime TV has to offer and that was an eye-opener and no mistake. I stumbled across the Real Housewives of Cheshire on ITV player...a weekly taste into the lives of a bunch of over-privileged footballers' wives...in other words a load of "dripping with gold...dressed to the nines...regularly botox-ed...ungrateful whining prima donnas...not the sort of thing I would normally watch but strangely enough it was very addictive...I was pausing the action and rushing to put the kettle on before the next episode of drama queen antics unfolded. Yeah...time to get a grip and head back to the cubbyhole tout suite...one addiction in my life is more than enough and I definitely won't be joining the "watching TV all day" brigade just yet.
And there's good news...the NEC Fiskars Workshop kits have arrived safely and believe me that's a huge relief...there would be an almighty mutiny in the cubbyhole if we had to start that marathon all over again and I'd be right at the front of the queue to book in at The Priory.
The die that I've been drooling over has arrived...yeah Village Dwelling is in the house (forgive the pun) and I can't wait to play...

but not today...it's Friday and I'm off out with the girls...we're treating ourselves to a pamper day...hopefully blowing away the sore neck blues.

Hugs Kath xxx