Oh dear god, it felt as if we were being made proper fools of this morning. Daisy was proper ill at 4am, she is a good girl - she gets to the toilet on time. Will was not so great either, he tends not to move from his bed. And then the boiler went a bit wrong and there was no hot water and the washing machine had a funny turn.

It was not a pleasant few hours, but now the children are both just quiet and still, the boiler is once again producing
hot water and the washing machine is washing away.

And in the midst of it all, Daisy got me with a pinch punch. If she hadn't insisted on middle the night dramatics, I would definitely have got her today....

Oh, and, I watched The Village last night. I won't be doing that again in a hurry- that poor little boy!