Who Lives Here?
Well at the time of my visit whoever it is was not at home. However looking at the snow and the brightly coloured gifts next to the foo I think I could hazard a guess. I am not sure about the purple sash on the door, that does not fit my picture of the likely occupant.
After the festivities yesterday a quiet day seemed in order. I headed into town thinking of lunch, but it was too busy. Instead I went to Dobbies Garden Centre for a beef stew. Strange I had a long lunch yesterday, and yet I was so hungry this morning