Wood burning stove is crackling away and whistling as it would appear there is more wind coming down the flue than otherwise.
But hey ho, toasty and warm, curtains closed. Hatches battened down (havent actually got any hatches.) Listening to the rain lashing across the windows.
The Dawn Patroller has been on one of his jaunts at the weekend and taken some photographs.
Salmon leaping at Black Linn Falls.
Meanwhile I tried to get back to normal and do some painting.
Also creating posters for next Kids Activities.
And if any of you want to ask, "Why Father Christmas?" for goodness sake! When does he arrive? IN THE NIGHT.
Crap poster, but I did this when I was ill.
The other poster is for an Art and Craft fair I am organising.
Onwards and upwards. PJs, blanket and switch brain off.