Last night, in the dark and on the way to bed, I noticed my old calendar just sitting there. December's picture was of a red teapot. I glanced up at the kitchen and there was a spot just crying out for a touch of red. So at half-past I'm-not-going-to-tell-you I was cutting and contacting and blu-tacking it to the wall.

And when I walked into the kitchen this morning, I just had to smile.  Just right!