The Harolds are on the move! Literally… we are moving house tomorrow. Nothing drastic, just 200m up the hill in our lovely little town to slightly smaller digs that will save us a considerable amount of money each month.
I’m really excited to get in there, I have big plans to turn the kitchen into a pink gingham paradise (seriously, it’ll look like Cath Kidston threw up in there) and I’m even more excited not to spend the forecast snowy weeks ahead in a drafty barn conversion.
If I owe you an email – apologies – I’ve been rushed off my feet packing all week (by which i mean supervising my mum and steinerwaldorf.org mum-in-law who’ve done most of on viagra the hard work) . I should be back to normal next week so standby for tales of squashing furniture from a 10 roomed house into a 7 roomed house (we are going to have a cramped garage).
I’ll leave you with this photograph of darling Hux who was happily decorated by Elfie earlier this week. Apparently she wanted to look there turn him into a tiger.
He wasn’t too fussed.