I'm still tidying things away from Christmas. Loosely translated this means I've dumped everything I can't find a place for in the other room where it'll stay until I get round to sorting it out. At least my lounge and dining room are clear and I've decided 'out of sight out of mind' is a good mantra to live by for the weekend.
The paint finally dried and my 'silver' pieces are on the shelf with the two monkeys taking centre stage.
Although they only just made it there, Betty Boop was a definite close contender. I'm going to Dunelm this week. I could do with a few bits to brighten the fireplace up and I never think of going there, so it'll be somewhere different to head to and something different to look at.
We are in the throes of a Monopoly Marathon at the moment. We started last night, continued this afternoon and have another session booked later on tonight. Mark and Thomas are the two main players, both are property tycoons with houses and hotels that me and Amy keep landing on. Consequently, Amy is nearly bankrupt and I'm just about holding my head above water. It's all good fun though and it's worth every penny to land on Thomas and hear him squeal when somebody has to pay him.
I started the day with a delicious berry smoothie made by Mark but have now succumbed to the Thorntons cappuccino chocolates that he bought me for Christmas. It's not without a little bit of pride as well as shame that I admit I'd have no problem eating a whole bag of these in one go, no matter how rich they are.
We have also discovered the TV series 'Luther' so that's our evening sorted out.
A very quiet but enjoyable day at Number 38.