I love Valentines Day.  There you go, i said it.  Before you disown me, let me tell you it's not because i am a romantic, squishy squashy sort of person.  Oh no.  I am quite contented if someone can give a good hug and make me a mean cup of Lady Grey.  I just love red.  And i love pink (typical valentine-y colours yes?).  And i love hearts.  Anything heart shaped you can throw a stick at to be honest.  If its heart shaped, it has me hook, line and sinker. It's a print afterall, and we all know about me and prints.  
So today, i painted …

What time do you call this?! I have been excited for Winter since October, between you and i, probably earlier.  Any excuse to heat up alcohol, put custard on every dessert and have mashed potato with every meal.  I got strange looks at work the other week when i said that i sometimes quite enjoy having a bit of a winter cold.  Don't laugh. I am not mad.  I like staying in my pyjamas until noon, being looked after, the taste of cherry halls soothers and beechams.  And for it to be okay to eat a Cadbury's caramel for lunch.  Because i a…