Waiting

Bertie always waits by my chair while we’re eating. I sometimes chuck him something from my plate but D always tells me off.
It felt like a Saturday as D was off. He’s been busy all day. I pottered, sat in the sun, finished my book, posted some school stuff in the blog and worked through a risk assessment with my job share partner over the phone.
G and J popped into the garden. They have to escape their boys in order to have a sneaky smoke. We have a socially distanced drink and catch up which is always good. I know it’s not strictly allowed but with an acre of garden we have plenty of room to keep our distance and they bring their own drink. They only stay for a couple then get back to their boys.
D barbecued dinner and we sat out by the log burner for a while with the children afterwards. We played a few hands of cards and had a chat and drink. They’ve gone back to their rooms to reattach to their gadgets.