Humming

Talk about a miraculous recovery! Squidge is still not herself but definitely better. Had got myself all prepared for an afternoon flopping around again (trashy mags check, box of chocolates check). And she only wanted to go out? To the park!

So we did. Like old times. Blew the cobwebs off Chorlton Park. First time this year. Then walked home the old pram route through Chorltonville which made me a bit misty-eyed as it I used to do circuits of it when she was a baby. That phase is over. In fact if she wasn't poorly, she would never have let me get away with keeping her in the buggy so long this afternoon. As it was she seemed quite content (a sure sign she's not herself).

As Angus is working most of the weekend, I have set myself the Broadchurch Season 2 challenge. More of that tonight. With more wine. Am in danger of relaxing this Easter after a crazy last few weeks. Can feel my shoulders loosening and caught myself humming in the kitchen earlier!!! Humming!!! Definitely feeling brighter!