Bed disaster

This was the only photo I took today. Noo remained in his own bed all night, but just look at the state of it! Now you get an idea of what it was like to share a bed with the little wriggler....

ZQ met me from work and gave me moral support at the Police Station, which I had to attend re: my close encounter with a car two weeks ago. We managed to squeeze in lunch and a bit of shopping before collecting Noo from nursery.

Someone ruffled my feathers this evening and I had to let off some steam. I tried out my 'other' bike, which I was able to control with my wrist in plaster. Half an hour later, I felt a bit better.