Not on the high street...

I was up at 6am again this morning... what is that all about? I can't get out of bed in good time during the week, yet at the weekends I'm awake at the crack of dawn?

Anyway... after a lovely breakfast and chat of political shite, we donned shower caps and looked like tits for some photos by the not so naked butler, who looked after us all weekend. A total gem!

Alan loved his not so appropriate(!) poster... the tennis one, full size for the back of a door somewhere...probably the inside of his wardrobe. I got the biggest smile this afternoon when he wrestled it from his Dad!

That smartie Dogwithnobrain (genius idea woman!), suggested I paint my fireplace when I complained about the dark wood surround. Chalk paint she said. So I duly left after the most perfect breakfast with the girls and went to B&Q. A tenner and some elbow grease later, my fireplace has been transformed, as has my sitting room. I have no idea why I haven't thought of this before. I love it!

Second coat tomorrow and I'll blip it when it's finished. The last few weeks have been pretty busy so it was a welcome escape from the building site. Floor should be finished by Wednesday. I hope to have my home back to my new improved home by the weekend.

I saw this idea somewhere and thought I'd give it a go... I had the vase already and bought some heart fairy lights. I need something for the top but I didn't have anything suitable then I found an old metal ruler my Dad gave me so used that in the meantime. I think I might not bother looking for something else now.

And when I find my laptop underneath whatever it's under, I'll be able to dig out my back blips.