This photo of a Cambridge shop front was taken as much in fun as it was to add to my collection of stained glass designs (Mr Dunnit is developing a skill and a bit of a hobby that may yet rival mine in terms of expense...)
Tourism aside, this was me. Like loads of you, I've been poorly and lost a bunch of days. Unlike most of you, I did not bear it with fortitude and gentle grace. I whined, cried, snotted and demanded. Because if I didn't, how would they know when I was better? As both of my lovelies have expressed relief at the sight of me 'looking better' today, I guess they've had enough too. Finally, they've learned that whingeing and self-obsession is more attractive than the sickly alternative. Lucky it's Halowe'en too, all this sickliness! And talking of Hallowe'en, I'm a bit behind on preparations for tomorrow - our 2 Scrap Ladies event - but it's OK, I'm going to cover up all my shortcomings by pretending to be exhausted and sweaty. People are so nice, they'll forgive me. The wild look in my eyes will convince 'em.
So last thing I remember is looking at the number of WOYWWs to visit and I still haven't, but I'll catch up; can't keep me off this interweb thingy for long. Just as soon as I've found the grip that the other Scrap Lady needs me to get.