3 March 2014
Before the serious penances of Lent begin, I gave myself a preview, as it were: tea all over the bed. It was a repeat performance of last July in exactly the same sequence: sitting in my bed, reading (Trollope this time), holding a large mug of Tetley’s tea, then nodding off.
The duvet is a right-off, but the linen is ok.
BH was very cross although I’m not sure why, it wasn’t his bed or even his tea…