Life changed like the Manchester Weather

It's just been one of those days; something great happens followed by something terrible... Then something happens to make you smile again followed by another disaster. Then something not so great happens but it makes you smile anyway.

It reminded me of the Manchester weather (particularly as one of the first crap things was being dragged into Mancy against my will, with a stinking cold): the sun shines, then it starts spitting. The sun comes out again. Then it pours it down. Then there's a rainbow that makes you smile despite your ringing wet hair.

My rainbow today was plunging my hand into my messy bag to find my keys, to find that the Cadburys creme egg I had stashed away for a rainy day (geddit) had melted next to my boys warm bottle. And it was now all over my hand.

I licked my hand and felt instantly better.

It truly has been an awful day. But then my husband came home from work with a big hug and, somehow, it ended with a ray of sunshine.