That Ikea feeling

Ruby was clearly jumping with joy at the prospect of an Ikea trip this morning. In fairness, her day had started with a visit to the GP so the only way was up.

After emptying Ikea of plants I drove her back into town.

Home to do some work, accompany Mrs S on a walk along the Tyne with the mutts and then make prawn stir-fry.

Eve in town as a model for a friend’s photography project so Joe is watching a GOT with his mum and I’m keeping Fat Satan out of the way. Far too many things for him to bark at, if it’s not horses then it’s dragons or Ed Sheeran.