The Red Door

I wandered lonely as a cloud this morning, His Lordship being confined to the sick bay in the company of Aunty Biotic. He tells me her company is helping but I'll be glad when she leaves and I get him back to myself.

This lack of company goes hand and hand ( now there's a paradox) with a zero number of scones consumed. That can only be a good thing.

I rather like the cheeriness of this red door I found on my wanderings.