Hearing the snap of your bungee rope.....

......I couldn't believe it when the cat kicked me in the face this morning and I looked at the clock....9.49am. I never sleep through like that (parents of young children, I apologise for this opening sentence).

A morning of faffing with admin and overdue paperwork, followed by a tasty bacon and coffee brunch. Then off to Cammo Estate to suck fresher air into my lungs than Leith Walk provides. A weekly shop on the return journey, which consisted of no meat. We're having a go at a meat-free week; no specific driver other than making meaty meals for us and a separate veggie option for Stig is bothersome. Home now and Owen's mate Louis is round and will stay over tonight. A noisy game of Lego (how?) is underway in the sitting room as Nancy tries to watch the new series of Sherlock.