little lane (a bohereen is what us Irish call a little lane) .
am I a bit fickle?
This is a little bit of my home, there is always something to do, and I always seem to have a to do list as long as my arm. But you know those days when the sun is streaming in through the windows and a smell of baking is in the air or in the evening when the kids are tucked away in bed the wood burning stove is chugging along, all the tea lights are glowing, glass of cold prosecco is waiting yum yum ,thats when I love my home not when I have just walked on another tiny bit of Lego Ouch or a tiny dog has amnesia and piddled, though house trained, but those are the things that make a home as well.