Home Alone

For the first time in “I can’t remember how many years”, I’m home alone (cats and dog excepted) for a couple of days.  Andy is in Bristol and Nerea is Glastonbury bound.  So what am I to do with my short lived freedom?  Well, I’ve planned to extend my usual cycle ride home today, make a fruitcake and go walking in the Lakes with a friend tomorrow.  I must also, albeit reluctantly, undertake some further wall paper stripping as until the decorating is finished, we can’t lay our new bamboo floorboards. Hmmm. How many hours in the day are there?