This time last year my house looked like this. Today I find myself doing yoga on my warm concrete floor and, from a downward dog, considering the fluff under the new sofa. Did I marvel at the progress and ponder the nature of patience? Nope, I wondered whether or not a robot vacuum cleaner […]
First world problems
It’s one of those nights – full moon dazzling brighter than daylit drizzle. Shine on the roof makes the new house look even more like the setting of a Scandi thriller. You know. The bit where the family are innocently sitting round in their jumpers amiably discussing opera just before something really horrible happens… Nothing […]
