F is for flag. Frangipani required specialist knowledge. My kissing people were far too creepy so I did little figures - much better. Anyway, the Caribbean Alphabet is finished as is the portrait of Sister though it needs a lovely background. I will do it there. I do not feel inspired by hailstones whilst wrapped in Granny's mink in my shed.
All the paintings are packed. They fit perfectly into one suitcase. The rest will go in a golf bag. So organised. No clothes of course. I am going to get Mr Smith to bring my party dress, everything else is already there. Genius.
Day out tomorrow though Mr Smith is trying to scupper it by making me take him to the hospital for an eye appointment. I don't see why he can't take the bus. I will just have to take him ridiculously early..... Again.
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