New Coffee Mug

Anyone who knows me knows that I practically have my coffee mug surgically attached to my hand. So when Touille decided to push my old one over just to see what happened - well let's just say it was a sad day in Nukiville.

I soon was on the hunt to find my new favourite mug. It had to be of good size and weight, fit well in my hand and then there's that aspect of je ne sais quoi - it needed to speak to me.

As soon as I saw this one I knew it was the one . Well, actually it's the two - it came in a matched set. So, should boredom strike the calico princess again, I'm ready.