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!