A hard rain fell and a persistent gale whipped along the coast in Hastings for two days, so I decided to take on an indoor project sanding down the floor in the living room. It seemed like a great idea at the time - four hours later, in a dust cloud which snuck its way into every chink and crevice in the room, I wondered why I hadn't bothered to underake something simpler as the day's chore. After the clean up operation all I felt able to do was sloth around the house drinking hot beverages looking out the window at the rain and and languish in the warmest pair of Glerups felted wool shoes (well, yeah, okay they are slippers) from The Republic of Fritz Hansen courtesy of a gift from The Norwegian.
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