If you had it off, what did you do for the long weekend?
Mine was the perfect balance of work and play.
Attended the wedding of a good friend, got a few things done around the flat and then embarked on the annual Ikea trip with another pal, which was a lot of fun. I even managed to avoid impulse buys (I’m still using the 1,000 tea lights up).
This weekend, someone asked me, if you could write your own eulogy, but in 6 words only, what would it say?
I decided on: Into the rabbit-hole her handclaps echo.
What would yours be?