So much new house content, but guys, I love it here (and anyway, I’m broke).
I had grand plans to spend the day in bed reading or watching Fleabag, but since it was my first day off in an age, I wanted to hit things hard. I was at yoga at seven, Sibling for a latte and sugary biscuit at nine, and breakfast and a too-long shower at my folks place by ten. They have a new and absurdly cute dog who we have named Gilbert, so it’s a distracting time for us all.
Friends came by to see my house in the afternoon with oranges from their tree, homemade quince paste and soft cheese. I made the best strawberry cake there is and we warmed the place with talking and laughing and singing. Henry and Rupert managed to sit still for a good twenty minutes, then ate the lilly-pillys off my tree and ran to the park down the road, which I am claiming as victory.