Yesterday I had a bit of a bee in my bonnet.
I'd had an unfinished painting staring at me for a few weeks.
It sniggered every time I walked past the door.
I started work on it as soon as I got up.
It was an epic battle.
I don't know if I won, we're at that stand-off stage now.
I'll have to leave it alone for a while and not look at it for a few days.
It's about a woman who married a sailor.
I might write a little story about it, but she hasn't told me everything I need to know just yet.
So for now the sailor's wife is staring at me and I'm staring at her...