I have now emerged from a week of slumber and feel back in the land of the freezing living. Cor, it hasn't half been parky. It is raining today which is a vast improvement. It is now grey and miserable rather than sunny and frosty. Anyway, I am emerging in my all in one leopard pussycat outfit which I wear all day and night and will continue to do so until it smells.
Mr Smith's stinky cold and hacking cough have dispatched me to the spare room. Lovely, no clobber and a good night's sleep. Also no Mr Smith.
I have to accompany Mr Smith to the golf christmas dinner dance on Saturday - groan. Can I wear my pussycat outfit? oh apparently not. It's tiaras and ball gowns. OK. What can I cram myself into?
Dilemma du jour: (there usually is one). If I paint every day, including cancelling Christmas, I still will not have enough time to produce all the paintings I need for my show in March. This is unfortunate.
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