how does a duck know?

8:30pm and drinking hot water. From a cup I've had for about thirty years. I'm sure Mum will corroborate.

I dug it out of a previously un-emptied box in the loft during recent rationalisation and have put it back into service. It's a great mug. It has always reminded me of my maternal Grandparents house. The way that a coal fire puts me right back in my paternal Grandparents house.

Spent time working this morning. I'm grateful for colleagues picking up things at work while I'm not around.

Enjoyed late afternoon with Mrs theWeir. Which was much needed. Sometimes we just need to do things together.

Everything seems planned out.