this week, I mainly…



pulled up the drawbridge and got on with some writing.
Which always involves a lot of end-of-pencil-chewing and staring out of the window.
It mostly looked a lot like this:



You see that tiny patch of blue? Not enough for a pair of cat’s pyjamas, but JUST big enough for some inspiration to squeeze through I’m hoping.
‘Writing’ means scribbly thumbnails too.



I also:
met my friend’s dog Murphy, who gazed mournfully at every mouthful of supper I ate…



and shouted at his reflection in the window.



I did a large amount of bear-style bowl-licking while making a meringue roulade…



and very much enjoyed the chocolate scribbling.



In all – a scribbly week!