It's on the second from top shelf leaning casually against some library books but what on earth is it doing there? Our home sometimes resembles a bricka-brack shop with things turning up in odd odd places but this is a typical modern London flat ie has absolutely no storage. Our wardrobe has become less of a place to store clothes and more of a suitable dumping ground for anything that simply can not fit anywhere else - on top of it resides the cats' moving box, a moses basket, a baby bath, a kid's microscope from Intel, x number of empty product boxes...... My dream is to one day have our own home with enough storage that my husband doesn't sleep at night waiting for the wardrobe to keel over on top of him.
Ah yes, he's home. Came back the bearer of gifts - a digger/tractor for FB which went immediately into the sandpit in the kitchen (no backgarden, boy loves playing in sand) and two very delicious, very stylish bars of chocolate from a Belgium chocolatier. I should make them last I know I should but...
The return of the man meant no more slobbing about in pyjamas, no more ordering takeaway and sadly the dishes had to be done. So tonight I faced the wrath of the cooker and made dinner and it was delicious. Came from Apples For Jam which I love. First time I made this recipe (penne with prawns and tomatoes) and will definately not be the last.
right I am off to eat my chocolate, have a good evening.