Thursday 19 December 2013

Nineteen


Had to wake R again for this one. She had fallen asleep on one of our armchairs after a few sips of her mulled wine. This used to be the curtains in the bathroom  when we moved in. It's an old sari which appealed to my inner India-phile. But they rotted in the sun and now I only have little bits left. Next year, R's other half says, you should paint massive stars on the walks above the shops. Yeah right. Can just imagine him up a ladder orchestrating that! 

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