It’s one of those spring rains, when it comes down hard beating on the windows. The clouds are out but the sky is light enough that it’s not oppressive. I’m still at work and I don’t want to go home. Not only am I afraid to face Pete, but this little conservatory feels more like home than my flat. Plus, I haven’t blogged in days and I may be going through withdrawals. So with Loraine and Philip away, and LadyBohemia tucked up in her tower, I’m going to take this time to fill you in on the weekend past. Continue reading
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