Home sweet home.
Well for 48 hours anyway... The boys and I will be flying to Tuscany tomorrow for the annual two week stint with the 'nonni'.
I think I'm packed. I think they're packed.
Most of the stuff has done a quick circle suitcase-washing machine-drier-suitcase.
And I've added lots of fabric and a couple of indigo dye kits which I'm hoping are going to make it through... I've no idea if 'spectralite' is allowed in the hold and the bags of soda ash look suspiciously like something else with a much higher street value... if you know what I mean.
If you see me on the news.... you'll know why. Call the police in my defence.
These incredibly showy-offy lilies are in my front garden. They'll be dead by the time we get back so I must immortalise them here.
And now I have to go to bed. I'm pooped.