I spent Friday and Saturday with my dear Dad painting the studio.
Dad, like Paul here, didn't once ask me to stop singing, bless him, because I'm pretty terrible.
Our gardener, my gorgeous hubby, did all the lawns and then took the kids out for the day so we could get the studio finished. When he got back he was shocked at my elegant state! He wasn't sure if I got more paint on the walls or in my hair (I'll wear a cap next time).
It will hopefully be up and running by next week when none of my paintings will be at home to grace its walls. Instead they will all be at the Watch House, Balmain, for my exhibition .
A few I'll be taking with me.
After saturday's home day, we ventured into the city after mass on Sunday morning.
Time to spread our wings.
After the Museum we walked every isle of Paddy's market until our feet couldn't walk any further.
And that my friends, is it!
I hope you had a busy and fulfilling weekend too.