I am painting my studio today and rearranging it. Pics to come. In the meantime, I am listening to this:
And singing, er, wailing, at the top of my voice... The goats say, "Baaaadddd..." which isn't as harsh as when the Airman, as a wee little Airman, took his dear face from my breast as I sang "House at Pooh Corner" and put his dear little hand over my mouth and said his very first word: "NO!"