I've been up half the night stroking my new baby.
After a very delicate procedure, the island unit was safely delivered in the kitchen, thanks to Mr Grigg, Mr Sheepwash and Nobby Odd-Job, in a scene that could well have starred Bernard Cribbins and Eric Sykes.
I have been unable to stop looking at it, touching it and admiring it. It's far too good to use.
In the meantime, if you hop across to my new blog Manor from Heaven, you'll see I haven't been totally idle.
Here in The Enchanted Village, the circle of life continues. It's that time of year again.
It reminds me that what goes around, comes around, as the street I parked next to in Bristol shows.
That's about it
Love Maddie x
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