Bleurgh. I've been having one of those horrible hang-around-and-
wait-and-see-if-the-client-actually-likes-what-you've-done days. Which is all very well, but they invariably don't have an opinion until four thirty, by which time you've uploaded all your outstanding flickr photos, rearranged your email folders, and pressed refresh so many times on your forum you wonder if anyone else actually exists outside your room. I need to get outside, particularly as it's so nice, but Pain in the Bum Jon has gone off to play cricket, taking the car with him. There's always a spot of gardening, I suppose.
So inbetween times today I've been having a play around with a potential header/business card for my yet-to-be-set-up etsy shop. I had a real faff with which house to choose. I drew about 12 of them, but I think I'm finally happy with this one:
It's a start, anyway.
We also gave Mortimer a bath this morning. I don't think he liked it.