Home again

Home again, home again
Jigetty jig
The house is on fire
And so is the pig

My Dad always said that whenever we got home. Thankfully the house isn’t on fire, in fact it’s bloody freezing as our central heating is on the blink. So it’s on with the stove and we’ve got a pile of wood chopped up ready to chuck on so that we have a cosy night in.

Been a great few weeks with the wedding, seeing family and wandering the country. Lovely to be home now, looking forward to winter.

PS we don’t have a pig so no worries there either.