Bagendon phone box

This morning was a little fraught getting everyone out of the house - husband was off on a field trip and then straight up to London for a dinner, I'm not so secretly envious of him and his night out.  

After dropping him off, we went to Friday playgroup, which was a little more subdued than normal, probably because of the dreadful rain and lots of people decided not to brave the weather. 

After slightly worrying lunch time where the toddler fell off a chair and cried for a little bit before becoming very subdued (the latter being the most worrying), we headed out for a walk when everyone was awake from afternoon naps.  We passed the phone box in the local visit, which seemed an ideal picture of the day.  The walk involved a great big hill back up to home, which did me an awful lot of good.