Just a quick one from me today as I have mountains to do and I haven't managed to get into gear properly this week. Thank you to everyone who commented on yesterday's post about feeling ill recently. I've been having some tests to rule out anything nasty, but it looks like a food intolerance could be the culprit. Frankie kindly bought me a pizza on Thursday evening and I went to bed feeling sick and stomach achey. Bugger.
I had a pretty good weekend, which included watching a great, albeit freaky film called Snowtown (anyone seen it?), entertaining one of Frank's friends, cooking up a storm (flapjack, satsuma cake, courgette and prawn linguine and lasagne) and sewing a bit of bunting (tutorial coming up soon).
On Sunday I had a near-escape from a scalding episode when Frank accidentally knocked my elbow while I was nursing a cup of boiling hot tea. Yep - it went all over my right leg, from hip to toe. I have never dived out of my pyjamas quicker, and spent the next half an hour shivering in a cold bath before wrapping myself in cling film. Thankfully there was no damage - just a slightly pink and sore leg. Frank felt awful and headed to the farmer's market to buy me some lovely salady bits for lunch and a bunch of pretty flowers to cheer me up.
I've also been watching Mr Selfridge. God I love a period drama. Other than that, lots in store this week and no time to plan so it seems!
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