Village of Gold

Somebody has been busy building a village of gold in our door handle.

An unexpected day off.  I was thinking about having a bit of me time, but worried about the ethics of putting the child in nursery just to have a nice time. 

So I got on with quite a lot of painting and the like, including successfully making the new house look a bit more like the old one by changing the light fittings.  

There was time to meet up for a lovely lunch in the King's Wark, though, and for cycling there and back in the torrential rain.