A Bug's Life

Done. It was Twelfth Night, or possibly thirteenth. We had wondered when was the right time to take the Christmas cards down, but were gazumped by the cleaner and I came home to shelves of paper robots instead. Now for the washing up... Very little in the way of leftovers (expect pineapple and melon), and I had a couple of things with a trace of excluded lemon juice and vinegar.

Treated myself to a slow cooker, given that I'm very partial to stew, and look forward to trying it out.

My next job for the day is checking out Flash the hamster - she looks fine but I noticed blood spots on her food bowl and wheel yesterday (after I'd been drinking too much to fish her out to investigate). It was hopefully just a scratch.