A cat, some dreams and a Saturday built out of frugality
A cat. I’m not sure where this image came from but I know it was a good blog, a very good blog but I read so many good blogs that I forget.
Last night I dreamt I was drinking a massive Starbucks Caramel Macchiato, walking around houses with huge garages which hid huge lorries full of something but I don’t know what, then I was on a train near the coast and all the time it was raining and then I was in bed and Andy was eating cold noodles. And I dreamt The Vamoose opened her new shop and it was all too beautiful.
Morning! Now, off to make potato bread, dropped scones and other things with flour and whatever is in the fridge. We are poor until next week so the frugal life is upon us – we are holding its hand and smiling but underneath it all wishing we could buy a Chinese takeaway.
Some Viktor & Rolf Resort 2011 to help make it through the weekend:
