|// crayons & a bit of offcut from park pine trimming //|
// ooh //
We had happy fun times and pictures are bound to follow. Because there's nothing like other people's holiday photos, right?
Mister G and I are off again this afternoon on the bus out to Oxford to visit my parents for the weekend - surely this'll be a cake walk after transatlantic air travel... but any psychic non-vom vibes our way would be gratefully received.
I hear that the bluebells might be out in the village woods. Time for our annual kid-in-flowers set-up, obviously.
In the interim, this is what I did when I was supposed to be doing my fifth load of post-holiday laundry and tidying the flat in preparation for next weekends move (the move! I'd almost forgotten the move!). I was always the sort of kid that got satisfaction from the orderly progression when drawing rainbows and the sort of adult who enjoys things organised neatly (as well as arranging my bookshelves by colour), so this makes me happy. If not technically productive.