Cinderella

I have always rather loved this little house-over-a-shop facing the end of my street. I like the sand/teal combination. But when freespiral mentioned Isabelline the other day and I looked it up, well, that's what it is; a house the colour of unwashed knickers.

In separate news, the regular Thursday nights at 8pm making noise for our key workers continues with enthusiasm. Not only have there been musicians in streets playing “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” and “Ode to Joy”, there was also a massive global concert with international headlining musicians playing around and to the world from their own homes on Saturday/Sunday. We are all showing and expressing our enormous gratitude to the front-line health workers, supply-chain drivers, supermarket staff, but there is hardly ever a mention of the Cinderella of key-workers, the refuse collectors. If you would like to show your gratitude to them, and if you are able to step outside, and if you have a bin, then please, this Thursday night, get out there and bang your bin. Thank you!