Wherever I Hang My Hat…

Actually, it’s not my hat – I bought it for Chris – but I have, nevertheless, hung it up all over my new home (where I am house-sitting), as can see from the photographs…

Sue and Glenn set off on their caravanning adventure this morning and now I’m all alone, and ready to begin work on my new books. Bliss!

Incidentally, one of the neighbours called in to say goodbye to Sue and Glenn this morning – he is a tall handsome pilot. Not that I’m interested in anyone else but Chris, and he’s married and too young anyway. Still… how pleasant it is to have nice neighbours.

1 thought on “Wherever I Hang My Hat…

  1. Well, I really must take my hat off to you – you sure do come up with nice places to look after! Happy Housesitting!

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