W and I went to see Patrick Wolf playing in Cardiff for the first time in 10 years. I know after placebo I said I was too old for gigs, but I've changed my mind. Seeing Patrick life is an experience that can only nourish. After some thinking I decided that I am also going to go on a solo adventure, somethingi never do, and something I think it's deranging me, and I have bought a ticket to go and see him play far away in Brighton at the end of June.
We went on holiday over the weekend with family to Fishguard which was wonderful. It was really special to share all of our places with my mum.
The girls built a sand village, complete with graveyard, which I think was highlight for them.
I still have one more coat of paint to do in the bedroom and curtain rails to buy but apart from that I'm about there. We had a shuffle around in the house, and Will's work table which I have been hankering after is now in the bedroom as a little desk for me. I am learning to draw corvid and have had some ideas...
The little cats were absolutely love sick by the time we got home to them.
And the new kitchen has arrived! It is absolutely everywhere, including halfway up the stairs.
I hope I will have something more interesting to say soon, I really am trying to claim myself back.