I completed my first bear of the new year last night. Unfortunately, I can't show any photographs of him yet - and photographs of the next few bears will have to wait also.
In the meantime, I am waiting for the fishing line to arrive from Amazon, so I can finish my pouffe.
My mother is due back from South Africa this morning, so I was up early. I couldn't sleep last night - I kept waking up thinking 'darn, I forgot to take the bottles down to the recycling bins'. Worse still, the cardboard box that the bottles were heaped up in (this is a month's worth or so, by the way) finally collapsed a few days ago, so they are all lying around on the ground outside our back door.
Have you seen the Armstrong & Miller sketches where the guy is in the middle of something traumatic - like discovering his wife in bed with another man - when he suddenly shouts 'damn' and rushes out the front door with bin bags in both hands, chasing the rubbish truck down the road? Sorry, it made me laugh.
Anyway, I don't know why I'm on here talking about putting the bins out - I should be actually doing it! Hopefully, I will be back with photos of my pouffe forthwith.