1. I make up some more test glazes and again, I’m surprised by how quickly the lumpy powder becomes a smooth solution.
1b. We’re busy chatting about allotments when my bus sails past the shop window. A quirk in the road system means I can reach the stop-after-next before the bus does – and the traffic is on my side too. I barely even have to rush.
2. My cushion arrives and it makes me laugh as much as it did in Scotland. (I’m not a cushion person but this one made me giggle so much while we were away: he’s just so earnest and those gloved hands, oh my.)
3. Just about every night, when Tilda takes her place in the hammock, she pads and purrs away to herself.
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