A Very Big Breakfast

A full English for Mr K, poached eggs on toast for me. And delicious tea made with tea leaves. 
What a treat!
It was strange waking up this morning with no Little Misses. No little face appearing inches from mine starting mid-conversation as if I'm wide awake! No being climbed over and trodden on as one of them inserts herself between me and Mr K. 
No hearing the fridge opening, the cereal spilling, worrying that they're sticking knives in the toaster.
Just a cup of tea, The Archers and an uninterrupted shower. Bliss!
We went to see another house once we were up. Very gorgeous!!  Mr K is putting in an offer as I type so we'll keep our fingers crossed and see what happens.
After looking round our new house we headed to a lovely cafe in Buckingham - not far away from our new house - for breakfast. It was scummy! 
We headed over to my Mum and Dad's later in the afternoon for an Easter tea. Mr M was there, home from Thailand, and Mr C and Mrs S. The usual suspects.
The Little Misses had a fun sleepover by all accounts. And didn't stay up too late!