I miss having a rant about life and, if I'm honest, keeping a journal. It's also very difficult to keep in touch with fellow bloggers from this site if I'm never here.
I'm thinking of returning to write once a week to maintain a record of my life away from painting.
I've been doing odd jobs around the place that I know will put a smile on Bev's face. Nothing drastic...just clearing stuff that was destined for a car boot into the loft, wiring a light switch, a little plasterboarding, and making the spare room accessible. Yes, the spare room which is always the first space to be abused.
Oops, I've just remembered I should phone Martin to say we can't make it tonight to the party.
