Look at the sweater I'm wearing. It's big and beautiful and wooly and just perfect - and it's made with love from my mum! I attempted to knit it myself, but had to give up when realism set in: I'd never finish in time for winter (if ever!), so gloriously, my mum took over. This winter I'm going to grow quite a bit, so having a wonderful and big and warm sweater throughout this period will be gold. My mum is truly an artist with her knitting needles! She's already made two gorgeous outfits for the littlest Payne brewing there in the belly, and the collection of clothes she has made for the girls is just admirable. Thank you, mum!!
Ah, and it's Friday. What could be better? Here, PJ Harvey fills the room, candles are lit, chocolate is being consumed and feet are on the table. Yes!