Dear Olive,
It's fr-fr-fr-freezing here today and I can't get warm in our chilly little flat. I'm having to administer hot chocolate and tea purely as an anti-hypothermia remedy. I think I grossly underestimated the delightfulness of a week spent indoors with you. It would have been relaxing if it were just me! But I forgot about the wildly unstoppable you. Was reminded of it the hard way with this mornings painting session. Conducted indoors. I can now, with confidence, assure you that indoor painting is not recommended for the under 18's. Luckily most of it came off, and I'm sorry for getting cross after you walked on the paint and stomped it everywhere. The paint on the fridge and the walls, however, is a different matter entirely. You know it only goes on the paper! Anyway, I know now. Painting is exclusively an outdoor activity. Listening to the new Belles Will Ring album, very befitting for this wintery, bordering-on-melancholic day.