We arrived back home last night, having left Brixton 4 days before and touring round for Easter and birthdays. While new adventures and loved ones are much appreciated, it's good to be home. 

I flung open windows, laid down new sheets, put laundry on, unpacked and ran a bath. I woke this morning and set about admin, tasks and the endless, endless job hunting. I then gleefully skipped to the library, whispered how I missed it to all the shelves and lost an hour or two in North London. I found the community garden I might have to play in and grinned. I'm home. 

So what first? Photo shops 330 photos? Tidy? Sort bills? Podcast? Cook? Bake?

Catch up on blogland in my favourite position on the sofa with my knitting. 


pppsssstttt this isn't my 'I'm home' song but this is where I've been home the last few weeks- with my man beast. We love this song.