Little Whale has decided he likes Bunk Beds, and bagged the top bunk.
But Theo was quite happy with the bottom bunk . . .
And a sleep Banshee is often found on my office chair.
The others are in the kitchen (warm) or sitting room (warmer). Meanwhile, rain of Biblical proportions has been falling overnight and all day today. We had to brave it and venture into town this morning, and in the 3 hours we were out, the river rose at least 4 feet. It is more than from bank to bank as it is up across the rocks by the caravan, hurtling seawards with great intent, taking a tree we had earmarked as winter firewood with it. Our fault, as we have been too busy/too poorly (the latter me) to harest it. Let's hope it brings us a better-seasoned one than the green Sycamore it took away.
Much more of this (and more is predicted) and Theo won't have to dabble his paws in the pond to catch goldfish - he will be picking them up off the lawn!
I have been doing some quilt-making, but my poor brain keeps getting completely frazzled and I think I have probably unpicked half a reel's worth of sewing cotton from my mistakes, so I have laid it aside until I can concentrate again.
This is a strip I did MANY years ago - a sort of Jacob's Ladder I think. It was to grace the front of a jacket with a patchwork border. Not sure what to do with it now . . .
I hope the weather is better where you are. I hope to write the third part of the trip to Cenarth up for tomorrow.
