Deep sleep - probably due in no small part to the cycling of the previous evening.
And up and out again on the bike - into town, met her at school and walked up the hill before the rest of the morning was spent with a colleague out and around town. Interesting doesn't really cover it.

Lunch at her's and then home to spend a few hours writing letters.

A quiet evening of domesticity. I'm enjoying it; mayhem will return soon enough.