Social butterfly

Although I'm too coarse to be a butterfly so replace with 'animal'.

I had unrealistic socialising plans for a Sunday morning. I cycled with a rucksack full of breakfast items to Dan and Joey's, who are having a tough time as new parents dealing with their son's reflux and sleep pattern. They're often marooned at home but at least now they have a stash of yum yums for sustenance.

After a quick fire catch up I was still more than a little late for brunch with Tom and Helen, where the staff were frazzled and the ham was salty. Almost as salty as Thomasina when she complained.

I headed to London for a plateful of vegetarian food and a walk in the park. Friday's tube attack hung heavily in the mind on public transport.

Socialising is great when it deters from working, but I think I should plan to spend a smidge more time at home.