This morning I am in receipt of a gold Moroccan pouffe, so must venture out in search of polystyrene balls with which to fill its enormous hungry belly.
It's rather more bling in real life than even I anticipated. I think it would have fitted in this house.
Otherwise, I am watching with fascination as every day the rocket seeds I planted at the weekend seem to grow almost before my eyes.
The man of the house is busy constructing raised beds in the garden. This weekend the plan is to sow beetroot.