Sort, pack, sort, pack. Bushes for a Sanity Lunch, after which a dear friend found me on Skype and shared a heartwarming tale of rescuing four baby blue tits whose mother had died. Lovely chat; perfect timing :-)
Sort, pack. A friend called in, needing a finishing touch for a present. Luckily, the bag of treaty ribbons had not yet been packed.
And now to wrap up the very lovely martini glasses given to me by my very lovely mum. Sort, pack... The music at the moment is REM's 'Life's Rich Pageant' - smiled as I was singing 'Trust in your calling, make sure your calling's true...'
Baby steps.
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