Horrible night's sleep last night, due to sweating, twitching, bad pillows and an annoying rose bush scraping against the window in the wind. It has a date with the secateurs today.
Got to take the little 'un to her play group (for which I am already late), generally try to wrangle her and survive the day and then finish off the last of the Romanian Chasseurs sometime over the weekend.
"You're a big man, but you're in bad shape. With me, it's a full time job." – Lt. Bromhead to Prince Dabulamanzi before the Battle of Rorke's Drift.
As for me, I have finished work and I now have a 1 week national holiday to enjoy. On the work bench are a couple of little projects to finish up and then I am going to sit down and make some headway on my AZW project. (I hope). First though, beer time!
Close enough to play with. - My motto for painting historicals.
A week's national holiday!!! What's that all about? Why can't we have one over here? Full day's work for me, too. Then, probably off to fight the supermarket crowds before home for tea. Waiting to see what's in the newsletter after Salute!