Knitting in the sunshine on a Sunday morning while Daddy has a lie-in. Kids having a tea party and offering me their choicest dishes. Was also handed an orange plastic cup of “wine”. And it’s not even 10am! Shocking! Although there was a slight mishap with the cast-off. I’m blaming the synthahol. Life is good. <Anti-jinx and three Hail Mary’s.>
Also, we had a most eggcellent breakfast.