Life continues chez moi.
We have a new guinea pig called Rosti.
Yup.
Like potato rosti........
don't ask me....ask my younger daughter who is in lurve with the little creature.
He is about 11 weeks old, kind of teddy bear furry and is grey and white (with a tiny bit of caramel).
He is rather lovely.Rojo (the black beast of Dorset) likes him too and it's rather amusing to watch him torn between being very grown up and big brotherly or popcorning around the garden like a grasshopper on crack.
They follow each other around, eat side by side and sleep in a squished up pile of piggy love.
I like to see it....life is simple if you're a guinea pig methinks.The picture is of one of my obsessions.
I flat out ADORE this magazine....it is like creative porn to me.
It makes me salivate...creative juices gone wild.
It's American and perhaps a little expensive.
Sometimes I treat myself to a copy when I go to London and spend hours browsing big bookshops.
Then I sit somewhere with a big fat caramel latte and slowly turn the pages, smiling and sighing and admiring all the loveliness within.
I think I might treat myself to a subscription this year.....how exciting.
Perhaps it can be my christmas present to myself.
I'm doing lots of tidying...off to Tenerife next Wednesday.....a week in the sun, gorgeous warm sea, yummy tapas, handsome surfer men to admire from afar.
Lovely!
I'm tidying because my mum is coming to stay so that she can enjoy a week in Dorset and can babysit the guinea pigs............she thinks I'm disgustingly untidy and will probably check the skirting boards for dust as soon as she arrives.
Ha.
Well, she'll find plenty.
I am so NOT getting into that much tidying!