A Horse With No Name

Another chilly one today. My friend Sarah came over first thing with her husband, Adrian, who's a tree surgeon and is going to sort our wayward trees out. We then took the dogs to Older Hill for a lovely, frosty walk and said hello to some horses on the way.

After lunch Son2 and a friend were dropped off at another friend's place for a sleepover and the rest of us went on to IKEA for our three-yearly visit. It wasn't too bad there today, queue-wise, but still very busy and took an age to get through. It's always the same: I leap into the shop full of excitement and then, about half way round, just want to get out due to exhaustion. Anyway, this evening will be spent assembling Billies and Bennos while consuming an Indian takeaway.