Again I am moaning about DMs reluctance to let me get colourful in our home and on my car. Once upon a time he regarded my attitude to colour to qualify as “Linda magic”. Sadly those days are gone and now my choices are getting vetoed left, right and centre.

So none of these exotic colours will end up gracing the walls of our hallway, instead it’ll be grey. Yes, that’s right, grey. I give up…

Actually, no I don’t. I do like the chosen grey and know that I will like it when it’s done. Let’s face it, when at the moment it’s a scary combination of orange, white, blue flowered, purple, dark red and basic dirt, any level of consistency and coordination has got to be a massive improvement.

I just have to find a way for getting an injection of colour and life that slips seamlessly under his radar. I’m sure the opportunity is there, I just have to find it.