I’ve been feeling a little under the weather recently, with frequent headaches and a general sense of being almost about to come down with something, so I took it easy this weekend. On Saturday I ran a few gentle errands and then I started this outstandingly old-school jigsaw, bought for 50p from a charity shop:
In the evening we went to The Fox for a very nice dinner and after a few drinks we came home and finished the jigsaw. Tristan, after being scornful of jigsaws initially, became quite committed to the project and was particularly proud of the part he played in building the entire sky.
Today I’ve spent most of the day on the sofa, with my personal companion close at hand:
She spent a lot of the afternoon sleeping on the job.
You just can’t get the staff.