Polish

Although I don't think it's Polish polish. Just British.

French lesson this morning was the only school I did today. Much of the day was spent changing what is currently the little cosy sitting room den kind of room into a study for my dad, who (horay!) is going to work from home, starting tomorrow. Moving the desk from the sewing room that the overlocker sits on (an overlocker is a kind of sewing machine that is used to make T-shirts etc. - have a look on yours, and you will find a kind of loopy stitch in the seams - that's what the overlocker does). Also, cleaning the desk up and polishing it, as seen above. Arguing about what artwork should go on the walls, and generally making the room look nice. Also, reorganising the sewing room as it lacks the overlocker desk, but gains two rather strange small tables from Dad's work.

I also did a bit of digital art today, but I'm not sure an exported digital art JPEG file counts exactly as a photograph, hence the can of polish.