Finally putting a photo of myself up on the blog.


writing to hoick myself out of the grumps – nothing major, possibly just far too many consecutive hours of rain meaning I am reduced to doing housework or paperwork, neither of which make me feel like a sparkling fountain of joy.

course correcting, by referring to my list of potential treats in the back of my diary. writing to you was on the list. tick.

tell me a joke, or a happy thing? Prim xx