Last night, Dana was so cold, she snuggled under the duvet to curl up next to my bottom, arguably the warmest part of me. She spent at least an hour snoring away before digging her way out by my toes to curl up at her daddy's feet.
This rather adorably illustrates our need for new doors, preferably ones without a 2-3 inch gap between us and the world. Hence our current negotiations with Mr Faceless Bank (MFB). Watch this space...
