OK temporary accomodation for us ex-pats of Spacie's coffee house that is sadly now boarded up and in memory of Goldie's old pad the tearooms.
No fancy stuff, as this is temporary until we find a nice new place but it's warm down here with the fire and aga and I've organised a daily guinness, lager and wine delivery. There is a small kitchen in the corner and a few comfy cosy armchairs.
So feel free to take refuge when you need a break - self-service generally I'm afraid but when I can I'll rustle up a meal :>)
I'm just lolling about, drinking my tea and waiting for the market to settle down. Could get through a lot of lolling and drink a lot of tea before that happens, I think.
Not a good day on the old stockmarket Socs. Whilst I don't have my shirt on it I do have a fairly decent pair of underpants involved! :o)
Today is a better day thus far. I expect George Orsborne to put a stop to my temporary euphoria!