We've returned from holidays with renewed gusto for a big change this year. It's the year of the house which means finishing some odd jobs around the place before putting it on the market and re-entering the rental world while we hunt for our "dream home" (if there is such a thing in our price range). Let's be honest, it'll be a 'B' or 'C' grade dream, but a new house nonetheless.

Maisie was completely spoilt at Christmas and despite my efforts to buy her nice timber toys, they largely went unnoticed in favour of the plastic fantastic.
