It's been a bit of a sad week. It was the anniversary of my Dad's death. 3 years. His dog, Elsa, who he adored, died this week, 3 years to the day of my dad dying. Bit weird, really.
On a lighter note. I have spent the afternoon doing what we scrappers love best. Up to my eyes in paper, glue, etc. Have done the lovely Kirstygorgeouspants (mine and Jak's nickname for her), challenge. A page with a piccie of myself on. I hate having my piccie taken. Would happily scrap piccies of me before the dreaded weight went on, but now its not so easy. Chose the last piccie I ever had taken with my dad in memory of him (had to crop him out unfortunately - gotta keep ya sense of humour, lol), don't worry, still got the original. Luckily Kirsty said we could go back 5 years, so well within the limit (3 years). so this is my little effort.