A decent meal

One of my favourite things about being at home so much is eating three proper meals a day. No more hastily grabbed snacks like greasy sausage rolls or cardboard tasting sandwiches that are laced with too much mayonnaise and cheap margarine. My fridge is also a happier place now that the greenery gets eaten before it wilts, and I get to see my husband for lunch too. An hour of daylight spent slowing down and spending some time eating home cooked meals at the table without our laptops is a simple luxury.

I am leaving for London now, excited to be meeting some other creative girls, we so often speak via email and twitter but rarely find the time to gather in one place, so it will be a treat to put the faces to the names I know so well.

When it rains. Eat

Popped out for a coffee this morning and started to plan and scribble on our paris guides with all the great advice we have received from everyone. I have printed out the comments you left and stapled and stuck them into my Paris Moleskine. Nice to be out of the house away from doing the dishes for a while, engulfed in a huge squishy leather couch at a local coffee shop.

Just been eating and tearing up magazines for the rest of the day.