Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

I’m in the last few hours before the run north for the workshop this weekend. As soon as I close the front door behind me, anything that has been neglected or forgotten will cease to matter and simply have to be worked around. I have been hampered by this ridiculous foot for the past few days and I still have a fair amount to do. Not only is there the workshop to consider, but the arrival of friends shortly afterwards for a few days and a possible house move thrown in to the mix. I’m still working on that. So, with such a lot to do, it is all about getting priorities right.

So what did I do with my penultimate afternoon? Did I stress, dash around like the proverbial headless chicken… or plan a carefully Virgoan route through a to-do list? No.

I curled up on the sofa with…