Trapped in Jelly?

I haven't done much today. After surviving such traumas as a fractured vertebra I seem to have gone down with a case of the common man-flu, not that I will be going on about it. In fact that's the last time I'll mention it.

Lady Marian has been out in the garden doing the things gardeners do in the winter months. She's also mowed the grass because which is my job but as I'm incapacitated (that's because of the vertebra, not the man-flu I'm not talking about). In the meantime as I'm not planning tp go out and there's not much to inspire about the weather, I thought I'd treat you to a still life of my favourite mug. The inscription below the graphic, just in case you're looking on a phone and can't read it, says by way of explanation, 'It's a small cat. Trapped in jelly'.