"Yey, you're back!"

My better half came home in the early hours of this morning after an exhausting week working in Leeds.
It's said that flowers are usually the product of a guilty conscience, and I have to confess to feeling bad at not cleaning the house in readiness for her return.
It's fantastic just how much squaller one dog, one cat, one man can happily descend into in the space of a week... :)