So there I was this afternoon, bum in the air, head down, scrubbing the bath.
And the doorbell rang.
It was my pal with the sketchbook who was heading past to buy bakery treats for afternoon tea and wondering if I'd like to share. So the bath was gleefully abandoned, the kettle was put on and the Sunday best china was brought out.
We pored over the latest additions, drank tea and devoured raspberry and white chocolate scones. An excellent way to pass a rainy summer Sunday afternoon.
So, I wonder if I repair my front door bell, whether the same thing would happen here. Oh wait. I'm not likely ever to be caught cleaning the bath at a time when other life forms are out and about.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful afternoon.