Sunday

It was lovely to be doing the very normal thing of going to my mums for Easter Sunday. No Daisy yet, bizarrely she doesn’t break up until next Friday (I didn’t believe her first off and had to go and check the uni website). We had loads to eat and drink, was ever so nice although it turns out that Will does swear an awful lot which we hadn’t really noticed before.

And extras- this popped up from this day in 2009. One of my very favourites of enthusiastic, gardening Will.