Me Myself and I

....and with it the confused ramblings of an idiot. AKA our dear Pm, the man is a joke. How letting us have some family time at Crimble was ever considered a good idea is beyond me. I would rather have a non-event than more dead people. Enough. In daily life things are quiet and calm, well as calm as they can ever be with two daft dogs and a messy husband. The mud levels in the bungalow are quite amazing, the husband always seems to forget at least one dog paw when he's drying them, so the kitchen looks quite odd with single pawprints decorating the floors and walls. I need a house that I can jetwash inside. I am knitting a lot, mainly to decrease my stash as we have building work starting soon and we need space to store stuff. The manky old conservatory will finally come crashing to the ground (shouldn't need much of a push) and a new bedroom and en-suite will replace it....hopefully! Watch this space.