My full-of-energy toddler, is out running her Granny and Grandad ragged, so I’ve just spent a few hours reading. In my study/laundry room, smell of Fairy Non-Bio in the air, breeze, yes, actual breeze, wafting the curtains open every now and then. I love the sun, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not made for this heat; employment should be abandoned in favour of more peaceful pursuits lest the hormone levels soar higher than this mercury that is currently on journalists’ mouths and pens.
Size15Stylist: Blogging, Shopping, Writing 